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here,they think i am
thrown-in with their holiday
or they sit around the corner
and wait,patiently..

this saves on travel and tickets etc..
so that is for today
but what of the future
something new tomorrow..?!
they see our country
as being safe or rather
a preference to war

hunger and a general
state of angst and fear..
so you pay your

life savings for a boat ride
or death on the tide..
i would nt..

would you..no..
we who struggle to look
over our stomachs..
what i would like to know lily says
(it seems the end
her vow of silence..)

is,there have always been boats
water
and refugees

criminals..
exploitive employers
prostitution

war
lying politicians
dreams..corruption..

so why now?
in the 60´s
and seventies

and eighties
and ninties
and the zeros-not..

over the last ten years
or so
they have figured it out..?
off the cuff lily muses
she enjoys spontaneous
in this life of repetition..

she like the expression
it is like us then
meaning less but kind of pithy

it is like we
we don´t exist
like death..

ii

bobby shaftoe was my first
song about a sailor that
went to sea

with silver buckles on
his knee..he would come home
and marry me..

bonny bobby shaftoe
in the key of c..
the romance of sail..
don´t give up
life is tough
a chipped cup
(love not enough..)

a cut lip..
simple stuff
and r.i.p..
the flames, woof..

so enjoy it..
happy and bluff
brave and honest
off the cuff..
there is no end
the only restriction
is number of fingers

and imagination
and time..
(key words like practise)

i would say to my pupils
here, you have a friend for life
what you give

you will recieve..
just like life..patience
don´t give up..
yes,says lily by saying nothing
we say it all a silence more elegant
than anything

can be said..silence is
worship blessed are the
animals..

the stars and grass..thought..
crow at the letter box his beady
black iris..

ii

lily i am learning the guitar
c major and g
f is a grind..

a life long investment
if i want it to be
you always have a friend

lovers may come and go
poverty may
boredom..

but you will always
have your guitar
no end
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