You wouldn’t believe

Dear, They whisper of socialism in the streets, Yes I repeat, The time is coming... The time is near, They whisper of good will, good cheer, You wouldn't believe the things we see and things we've seen. We didn't have to pack our kids off to the fields, the men didnt have to go off … Continue reading You wouldn’t believe

Incompleted poem

Each day Each day arrives Like a drum beat Falling. Each day counted, I'm a little bit further away from worry, I dont want to hurry, But I dont want to be closer, To a conclusion, If that would be ok? Each day.. Like an unknown bite of an apple. Which one is poisoned? ...

Bong.

I didnt fit into your 'realm', Your fantasy world, And I didnt even want to use or try a bong, Maybe I should have tried the spliff, Had a drink, Thinking now maybe we would have got along, Danced our dance, sang our song, But I didnt.