Just how crazy can it get?
This cruelly wasted chance
No clear way forward emerging yet
We’re being led a merry dance
‘Leaders’ push, pull, point, all in vain
They’re facing different ways
Concerned only, it seems, for political gain
Yet running out of days
Decision referred to a people’s vote
Then lurching to a general election
This circus must have seemed remote
All oblivious to sure EU rejection
Cometh the hour, cometh the man?
With courage to grasp the nettle?
A will-do attitude, not ‘no-can’
A LEADER who has some mettle
But no one out there seems up to the job
They’re letting the UK down
I’ve wasted two votes and want to sob
Was it me who was the clown?
See, the world is still out there
Beyond the glass and frame
Lit by sun that breaks in here
Warming me the same
Sky shimmers in summer heat
Birds dash about for food
I rest on the window seat
In melancholy mood
I ponder on the happy scene
Of plants and living things
Wondering what it all means
And envy birds their wings
To be needed brings purpose
To be wanted brings respect
To be admired brings satisfaction
To be loved brings meaning
Happiness isn’t just ‘out there’ to be had.
You have to make your own.
Sensible parents know children need to be given love and support, time and hope. Foolish ones believe money and possessions can be a substitute for these.