Once we dreamed

"You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one"
John sang so many years long gone
How hope in our young eyes then shone

"Imagine all the people"
"Sharing all the world"
Now old, I can look back in shame
All our hopes have gone down the drain

"Imagine all the people"
"Living life in peace"
Now the world crumbles with abuse
Politicians are of no use

"I hope some day you'll join us"
"And the world will live as one"
John sang and how our eyes shone
Tears in eyes now show hope's all gone


Words in italic are from John Lennon's song 'Imagine'

Illustration from Pixabay.com

Round in circles

I am going round in circles
That's good the planet does too
No wonder the way we treat it
It gives to us with richness
We treat it with bitchiness

We burn the forests, foul the seas
The ice caps melt and whales mourn
Wild animals starve, best in zoos?
Extract the oil and iron ore
Both are bad so what the hell for?

No good remembering the past
For as kids we were at war
Sadly no lesson this taught us
We must have loved them, they've not ceased
But still our numbers have increased

The fault sadly is in the stars
Just wait I think it should be ours!
World leaders are weak as piss
We're still keen to buy our next cars
While others plan their lives on Mars

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Musing over museums

What I do like about travel
Is that some places you visit
It's like entering a museum

One is entranced by unique views
As you leave crowded airport
The buildings are all different

In Holland windmills wave at you
And you get lost in Amsterdam
For not one road seems to be straight

In London and Paris museums 
Hide from traffic and tall buildings
Spires, domes and bridges and transport

Whilst in Rome and and wet Venice
Seem to be like museums themselves
Where time appears to stand stock still

Why do we revel in long gone past
For we don't really learn from it
We make mistakes over again

And when we progress, we still fail
to anticipate the future
Or live peaceably with others

Of all the mammals on Earth
We are the ugliest there is
Love profit whilst ruin our home

For now our climate is changing
To endanger our existence
And even balance of nature

Just how stupid to have done this?
Over thousands of years living
To leave none to visit museums

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I am old and my bones ache

I am old and my bones ache
As a child I saw the dark
By growing up in wartime
Everyone had so little
Except those that stole and cheated

But then it seemed much better
I could run around quite free
Couldn't afford very much
But it all looked good to me
But not those that stole and cheated

We thought we were quite well off
Home, food and saving money
Bought a car and house as well
All on the never never
But not those that stole and cheated

Changed my job a few times
Travelled the whole wide world
Wars and poverty still rife
Our world dying a slow death
Thanks to those that stole and cheated

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Image 2 found at http://www.twitter.com

What's happening?

What's happening to our world?
As we now cringe in mortal fear
Are terrified of rulers vain
That will destroy all we hold dear

Happiness is so hard to find
Despite our Earth's once rich domain
Too many greedy and cruel in charge
Some of our leaders seem insane

With forests felled and icecaps gone
Wild animals search for a home
Our waste strewn across all the Earth
Our rivers filled with toxic foam

What's happening in our world
Please let there be a hopeful light
To see a future for all kids
I fervently pray that I'm right

Image 1 found at www.nasa.gov
Image 2 found at www.takepart.com

Our planet bleeds

Black feathered crows now fly overhead
Their eyes following our turmoil below
We're the carrion that will feed their chicks
For so many a long year to come

I sign with sadness as I think of us
For our selfish cult of greed has grown fast
Our planet bleeds with horror at the news
While Earth spins around life giving Sun

We elect our leaders that destroy this land
Who decide to grab as many bucks they can
The human race jinxed by such shallow greed
So deciding the fate of humanity 

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Being Sensible

You and your sister planned for the future
Get together after me and her husband 
Had kicked the bucket
Moved on so to speak

So it would be like your old teenage years
With no permanent men to worry about
Except one night flings
Just now and then say

It was a joke that you told the both of us
And I for one was pleased that you did so
That you'd thought it out
Being sensible

Little cottage by the sea was your plan
Except that you both died a year apart
Left us widowers
And grieving alone

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Poet's purpose

"Next! How can I help you sir, just what is the purpose of your visit?"

"I have no idea, for I have just been directed to your counter."

“Name please so, I can see if you are expected.”

“Old Egg”

“Hmm! No, I don’t see your name down here. (Then whispering)  Perhaps you should try down below?”

“Please don't berate me for I’ve already been down there and they didn’t want me either. I just write poetry.”

He stared at me carefully then asked “You’ve not been involved in any of those conflicts on Earth at the moment and all those crazy politicians down there have you? We don’t brook any of them up here.”

“No of course not, But that question was a test wasn’t it? You used the word brook alluding to the poet Rupert Brook who died during the Great War way back in 1915, didn’t you?”

“OK, son you can come in Poets are always welcome.”

                           "Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;

                              And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness, 

                               In hearts at peace,under an English heaven." 

                                               from The Solder, Rupert Brook 1887-1915

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Laughing in the rain

I quite like this world
The sun's warmth on my face
Laughing in the rain
These are things I can rely on

But there’s much to hate

Children orphaned from wars                              

Seas clogged with debris                          

And politicians who just don’t care                      

I love the Coral Sea                        

Cute Koalas in trees

But hate filthy coalmines

And slaughter of precious species

For we are losing

Our grip on precious Earth

Walking in circles

Putting developers in charge

Do I then accept?

There are those that don’t care

That can’t see ahead

To our final devastation

I am an old man

What heritage is this?

That my grandchildren

Receive a world destroyed by greed

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Path to the future

Suns opaque shyness
It was one of those grey days
Everything was sad

Even the wind moaned
Melancholy, boisterous no more
Mature in mourning

There's always hope though
Laughing child and nimble lamb
May give us all hope

Mankind offends all
Mountains crumble and seas weep
Yet children still play

Lay me down to rest
Sure that a little one sees
Path to the future

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