I am ageing,
the world I thought I knew
is in flux around my unsteady feet,
contorting in metamorphosis
as traditions, conventions
codes and civilities
that, once held dear, lie
butchered and defeated
by the sniggering barbs
of wanton change;
change without progress,
a weakening fluidity
for facile inertia
easy meat, fast-food humour
masquerading as a fashionable
paradigm,
hollow and politically toothless,
I am ageing
the world I thought I knew
is demented and
recognizes me no longer
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© Graham Sherwood 06/2019
Oh, how I relate to this.
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It’s not us V.J it’s them
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