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(Scene: A funeral service, at the graveside. Two mourners talking to one another)

Duncan died then, so he finally gave up his goose.

< (disapprovingly) Gave up his ghost not his goose! >

Tis sad, very sad.

< Aye, maybe twas for the best, I heard he'd been sufferin'... He's gone to a better land now. >

(Looking at him amazed, having not heard properly) He what ! He's gone where!! He's gone to the Netherlands!!!

< He's gone to a better land!  a better land!! A better place!!! For fecks sake! >

(A lone Piper starts to play a lament by the graveside)

(after a few moments listening) I love the sound of the poops. A lone **** in the wind....He's a fine wee pooper that lad.

< He's a Piper not a Pooper!
(under his breath) Only Pooper around here is you. (smiles to himself thinking) A Super Pooper. (smiles even more) A Super Duper Pooper. >

Y'know he was quite a pooper himself in his day, was Duncan. I can still remember his pooping well. A Prize Pooper was Duncan, his pooping was often the talk of the town.

< (sadly & dreamily) Well, no more will his...his poops be heard around the Glens. Only silence now and the wind....o'er the heather, the fields and the crags. >

I'm not a bad pooper myself y'know.

< (smiles)  I bet ye are. >

< (thinks to himself) But the heather will bloom again, and the children, they'll play in the meadows.>

Disconnected IS
the new connect
the dreams you wrecked
the miles you trekked
the fecks you've given
disconnect
is the heaven we were
waiting for,

I've checked it and it's true
blue is the new eight ball,
fall and we rise with stars
where our eyes used to be,

failure is the common theme
the *******
that primal scream
your
monsters become friends,
time lends a hand by striking up
a marching band,

are you disconnected now?
please wait,
we will answer your call.

There are days that test my will
to carry on in public view
by breadth of sharing inner truths
or asking justice to be pursued
both are comfort on good days
these are few when I dismay
the evil condoned by fellow men
even while they fly their flag

stating wisdom that’s suborned
by politics beyond the norm
soliciting some small gain
before their power slips away
towards that end the guilt compounds
deals with devils to possess
a future stained by a curse
of dishonor for their cause

into this fray I am immersed
by watching news of the taunts
passed in between before win
all the marbles in this conflict
what they behold as consequence
of morality held to heart
is then fodder to be spent
malevolence spun from grace

this rivalry that saps my will
to participate once again
I’d bid goodbye to these fecks
and then I know it’s in vain
my outrage is not for them
instead I fight for travelers
those of stripes that I share
I’ll hold my will for these friends.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20181008.

Gazing with a distant soft saddened stare, on a paragliding landing zone and I'm staring out there.

Turbulent emotions are mangling my soul. Incoming pilots flying solo with no self control.

Headfirst - a nose dive in progress, post collapse.  Thinking twice - a complex process.

Falling aimlessly towards the ground with constant flashbacks in mind. Gusting wind, and vortex turns rushing my eyes forcing them blind.

Gravity's strong pull is more than the wings want.  No turning back, a decision full blown.

Ground zero near, it's closing in fast. Seconds from death, my breath at its' last.

I'm screaming so loud, "For fecks sake, don't flap".   A nightmare will repeat, my mind is shook up.

I stand and stare at launch, with pilots falling to the ground.  Please stop this madness, this flapping, this turbulence, this potential death.