Month: April 2015

Where is compassion??

The sick lie dying in temples of pretence, We worship illusions in the film show of life.   Being old is an inconvenience. The conveyor-belt of care trudges on, driven by a capitalist machine. All goes to nothing.   Rich men pray in the house of God, but God is not there. Robots wink at superhuman inhumanities, All goes to…

The Silence of the Underlings

The Smoke filled foundry, mighty furnace roar, for every penny that is earned, a pool of sweat upon the floor. The workers have no power, therefore doomed to patience’s dread. Workers invisible, they are the living dead. In the captive stench, of factory Pollution, a thought within their mind of violent revolution. And it will surely come, like a thief…

The Walker

Many years ago on a lonely road a man went walking and as he walked, he thought about the meaning of life. He came from the east and he walked with a determined firm intent. As he trod the ancient towpath by the sea where the ocean roared and huge waves crashed on to the cliff face, he smiled when…

Human Beings

The Ice rink statues move in the freezing fog, a day to remember, a wonderful time. Old man walks his dog along the ancient towpath knowing that time has run out. His life awaits the doom of memories burned out in a hostile world. Idiots write poetry and spew out inverted self -centered rhyme, trying to out do all competitors.…