Treasure Island

Francis Duggan


Ken


Ken not interested in other people's stories or what happens in Iraq or Afghanistan
He is only interested in his World for he is a self centred man
Himself and his wife and his teenage son and daughter are all he cares to talk about
Of the things that matter most in his life he never does leave any doubt.

He talks of his marvellous son and his beautiful daughter and the pride and the joy of his life
Marghareta the mother of his children his rather self conceited wife
Birds of a feather always flock together and we are not unlike the birds of the air
And balding Ken and Marghareta one might say they make a good pair.

One might call them middle class climbers their children attend private school
Two cars and a boat and a campervan and in their backyard a heated swimming pool
You never see them in the fast food eat cheap restaurants when they go out for a family tea
And at the working class local barroom Ken is one you never will see.

Ken is not interested in others his only interests are he and his wife and their family
And he is a self centred fellow his favourite topics my wife and my children and me
His own small World to him only matter he has no interest in the big World out there
He doesn't wish to hear the stories of others of himself and his he only care.

Submitted: Saturday, March 08, 2008
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