Sunday, June 12, 2011

A bit poetry

RETURN TO SOCIALISM

This isn't the tree that Jesus cursed
This isn't the tree where Buddha sat

It's only a tree where I recall
the tea, ham and strawberries
in the shade of a Clare garden - 1974.
Served by the peoples' historian.

Now with the toot and stutter of Hythe's light engines
competing for my ears
with the rattle of rifles on the range
I sit and ponder.

" Who owns this tree ? "

Then, as sudden as " enlightenment"
I understand.

Godless at last, I must believe in man again

Keith Chopping, 2011

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