#wedge
And some might say
I've lost my way
But who are they
To judge
When numbers rule
Our nights and days
A life of Midas' touch
And all of those
Who quantify
All the good and woe
Will be too vain to realize
They are their own foe
And some might say
I've lost my way
A sentence I'd forgive
But it's the dreamer, not society
Who, the way forward, shall cleave
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 2:51 AM UTC
the gang worked assiduously
on ridding their so called
domain
of those who'd not tow the line
or be compliant with their
refrain
they expended much energy
more especially the two in
charge
the methods they employed
had the characteristics of a
barge
pushing out others so they'd
obtain all the popularity
hits
could be said they were lower
than nine hundred feet
pits
they're now ever so contended
with a job that was well
executed
sitting back feeling so satisfied
smugness in what's been
prosecuted
it is supposed that they'll keep
toiling for supremacy's
edge
whilst at the same time driving
a very disagreeable
wedge
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 6:31 PM UTC
This, the thin end of the green wedge,
Suburban bushland at society's edge,
listening to party platforms,
can anyone believe such reforms?
Yes, election time in anxious Australia,
Who is to be our climate saviour?
We hear spellbinding visions,
Are these swept away by ambitions?
Insatiable appetites of giant companies,
I thought the land of Oz was for you and me.....
May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 3:28 PM UTC