Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Monday, 21 November 2011
You vouched to play
Quotations and reference
Citations and severance
Plantations of preference
Visitations deferred
How many more curriculum vitae
How many thanks but no thanks
Toe the line you’ll get your chance
Pride or prejudice, unjust romance
Social came just the same
To see for what you do
But looked right on, straight on through
Interested in 'selves, no interest in you
You brought the kids up on your own
Mostly now they’re resolute
Education will be their suit
Inspired by what happened too
Worlds away the musicians play
Caribbean, calypso, contraband
Extemporise to realise
This land is your land, is my land
So computer hack
The Union Jack
Take no more flack
It’s just the sack
And anyway the other day
You vouched to play
Down Islington way
At the Crown and Anchor
So thank her and her sister
Not so much her son, odd mister
Her Kingdom come you just kissed her
And for that we say your hips please sway
Your rhythm and your rumba
Your echo and your number
You dance, while all we do is lumber
You are our soul
You are reggaes rock and roll
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