Saturday, 8 September 2018

Views in Verse on dependency



Views in Verse on 'dependency'
Hearth, Home & Street













Hearth, Home & Street
The beast is gone
The beast is dead
Why can’t I square that with my head?
...if only;
Alive to chance
A daily trance
A barefaced joker lonely.
Again I press to
Call out loud
“The beast is gone”
Took the last train out,
Burnt my mind
On a roundabout;
…measured breathing
Just now begun.
Broken concrete
Heartless street
No rest now for tired feet,
Pride too is
Long since traded;
Desperate facing, ‘close’ relations
Diminished, pale and
Long since jaded.
Kind words
Lost on barren ground;
Where endurance alone
Drums a weary sound;
Fate locked lagging from
What was once...
A hopeful beat.
Whom to trust?
Whom doth contrive?
In that which beggars
And belies
A stunned and blundering fool;
Yet keenly aware of damage done,
Stark reddened ash to cool.
Reaffirmed now,
At least to try,
Where dark truth does resile,
Somewhere out there, ...plotting;
Loosened shackles
That feign release
From our values...
Relentlessly rotting.
Grahame J Flynn Views in Verse

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