Epitaph For The Waste Land
I see them in forgotten towns
men in pairs and burdened mums,
nowhere stares with heads bowed down
"Something broken this way comes"
In carless forecourts of bleak hotels
where fag butts rot and litter blows,
cruel deals are done that no one tells...
We turn our heads so no one knows.
While in the dens of whispered spite
be-trolleyed locals sneer and scoff,
at those who stain their one birthright,
and dare to be of different cloth...
This inheritance of human spill
a cash cow for the Corporate Kings,
who for 14 years and lack of will
made misery their sum of things.
Times will change as time must do
with cut and thrust new Kingdoms Come,
and who’s to say it won't be you
that those who rise will hateful shun.
Audio and Video available at link below
https://wolfgarwords.com/2024/11/13/epitaph-for-the-waste-land/
David RL Moore
Mon 18th Nov 2024 16:01
Have put this to bed now but added an audio and video.
Thanks for your reading and taking time to comment Uilleam.
David.