Come to terms with loneliness
thriving in my onliness
a spectator in my time
putting the folly I witness in rhyme
a watcher by the tide, the sea
of wanton waste surrounding me
looking at things as they have been
and are, and which, once seen
leave one with that sadness but
is life lived better with eyes shut ?
mouthing slogans in deep trance
betting only on the off-chance
everything will fall into place
and your chosen god's to guild your face
into a replica of sweet reality
I tell you sweethearts, it won't be
19/10/84
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