ISOLATION DAY 21 - Creation No.7 - Poem
BBC Radio Solent - Mid Morning Show Wednesday 15th played my poem ‘Opinion Poem’.
2hr40mins
Written in 2010 when I was 14 years old.
I speak about what the influences where to the poem - listen here.
Opinion Poem
“It is not for us to have an opinion”
Said the once-great man in a time of confliction,
Because now we’re left with no great plan
Just a messed up world, fazzed in confusion
The abstract distraction of the average man
It’s the mutation of the collision in which we took action,
All destroying the creation of the world,
The word
Man speak and man spoke
Man took and man broke
And now we cry in sorrow
For the demons that follow
Showing no hint of mercy,
No room for the ‘Help me’
We beg and we borrow
We fight with our arrows
And that’s how it all started,
How two close men parted,
How the cruel and cold hearted,
Soon ended up sad, lonely and parted
Now we’re left on our own,
Our soul stands,
We cry for our homes and the need to be needed
The need to feel fine,
But gradually over time,
Might man resort to crime, the thought had been seeded
But there’s a safe we can be,
From the likes of you and me,
We can escape the growing sea
That might one day, leave no pity
It’s a pity the city sunk,
Pity the city drowned
Pity the city lost, what it deemed royal and crowned
Above the sunken city is the noise,
The noise of the destroyed,
A loud city clatter threatened to break the void
But once masked by the equal abise,
The dogs won’t bark and the cats won’t hiss,
For we are equal you and me,
With the earth, the sky and the pending seas
Man lives as though he writes the way,
But really he has no say
For our sky is our ceiling
Our earth is our floor
Our sea is our feeding
Our sun is our warmth
As man can’t live without these foundations
For it is these that allows his very own creation.
