Thursday, July 9, 2009

Circa 1962


Under the spreading chestnut tree

the newly fallen fruit

lies

rotten.

While in the maternity wards

of hospitals all over the world,

Pregnant women

give birth to

crying infants

who

wear diapers

and

get married.

While in shipyards,

heavy metal is hammered into shiney, corroding submarines,

which are

being scrapped for junk.

And while the todays and tomorrows

become yesterdays,

I stand by

listening to Big Ben chime

and hear

Nothing.


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