Peter Hall Poems

I went down to the local show
Where I could smell the steam
Of antique engines & tractors
And greying men's boyhood dreams.
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There are some things I just don't get
And never understand
Six more dead from Yorkshire's moors
Blown up in Afghanistan.
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Summer moon over Glasgow
Driving down the M8
20 degrees shows on the dashboard
Who cares if I get home late.
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The deathly cry comes loud
The man is broken
On his knees
Eyes clenched tight
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'Revenge is a dish best served cold'
Is wisdom spoken by Churchill,
'Vengeance is mine says The Lord'
Permits your mind to be tranquil.
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The impressive buildings on the Glasgow sky
Compliment life on the River Clyde
With its many secrets it cannot hide
But that is life in Glasgow.
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Its new year's eve again
Hearing new year's resolutions
From people looking forward
For answers and solutions.
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Depression is pride
Why aren't I perfect?
I am better than this,
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Something we all have to accept
Is that nothing stays the same
it's so easy to sigh and lament
Than accept life's looking for change.
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Put a crown above their head
And watch them grow into it,
Put a crown above their head
And they will gladly wear it.
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