Tag: poem

Get Out!

It’s grey, not pink, that’s a bit of a shock 

But now that it’s out let’s see what we’ve got 

Too many, too much, I’ll make a big pile 

Sifting through this could take quite a long while 

The Blame Game

How can I, one soul, bear the responsibility of a million failed lives?

How can I, one soul, shoulder the burden of a crumbling World?

How can I, one soul, define or defend the innocent, lost innocence?

How can I, one soul, replete the ravaged lands, plasticised waters?

Life

I know you’re there, I can feel you nudging at me

Like a playful puppy or a rabid wolf, in turns

Roller coaster ride, infinite slowness

Sharp, breathless descent into