Hay

espy their blind spot, the

prey animals on the alert,

that spook all too readily,

so terrified of getting hurt

 

so, trainers use blinkers

calming down our minds,

like keeping the sun out

with full venetian blinds

 

blinkers are anaesthetic,

de-senistised our brains,

the big picture pales, we

race for short-term gains

 

blinkers make it easier,

greed and acquisitions,

short-sighted pleasures,

rarely laudable missions

 

running like hell for hay,

led back to warm stables,

waste spare time at play,

hedonism fills our tables

 

once in a while you win,

never mind the losers,

the mug punters we see

packing out the boozers

 

the world it can whistle

a planet not in our heart

we demand our blinkers

handicapped at the start

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Ferris Ty Taylor

Mon 5th Apr 2021 14:32

"once in a while you win,

never mind the losers,

the mug punters we see

packing out the boozers"

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