January 29, 2017Poem
Cast adrift
lossnatureidentitymortalitysolitude
Cast adrift
Too easily lost
Left behind to fend alone
In a backwater
Out of sight
Too many reasons left
To cry
Too many souls
Left to die
Broken pieces
Ill Fitting
The bigger picture
A complex puzzle
Rarely solved
With hindsight
An easy solution
Conscientious objectors
In search of absolution
Demand a prayer
From a soothsayer
A coin thrown
In the fountain
Wish me good luck
Lor’ luv a duck
Speak in tongues
If you will
Nobody listens
To the down and out
Cast your net wide
See what you find
In the shallows
String them up
Find a hangman
To service the gallows
The thief
And the pauper
One and the same
Take my hand
We can all be
A saviour
By any other name.