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The differences... |
Light, shade, nothing
in between
Some have it tough all over
And got used to it
Others can’t cope
And do anything to make it smooth.
Some climb the walls out of despair
Others with chalked hands
And guide ropes.
Some like breakfast radio
With 26% ads
And 24% muzak
While other favour indie mp3’s
Or tapping knees.
Some like to dabble in D.I.Y.
Others would rather D.I.E.
Some become what they wear
Hence stiff power suits
Others in colourful, loose threads
With chilled urgency free heads
Others with no consideration at all
Preferring to be judged on personality.
Some take vitamins
Others pop pills.
Some drink two litres a day
Some drink two litres at night.
Some know where they’ve been
Others don’t know where they’re going.
Some like to get down and dirty
For others, it’s simply dirty.
Some like a cat on a hot tin roof
Others prefer to remain aloof.
I could keep it going
But others are coming
And rather than illuminate the meaning
Some things are best left in the dark.
This has never been published before. I wish I had included it in a book.
That was a particular good year for poetry for me.
I hope you enjoyed it.
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