Where has all the Passion gone?
Long time passing
Where as all the Passion gone?
Long time ago.
Where has all the Passion gone?
Died with lost loves everyone
When will we ever learn?
Perhaps we'll never learn!
Where has our Libido gone?
Long past timing
Where has our Libido gone?
Long pine ago
Where has our Libido gone?
Sacrificed for 'getting on
Oh will we ever burn?
Perhaps we'll never burn!
Where has our Affection gone?
Past time longing
Where has our Affection gone?
Long twine ago
Where has our Affection gone?
Familiarity quenched that one
When will we ever yearn?
Perhaps we'll never yearn!
Where has acting Silly gone?
Daft limbo dancing
Where has acting Silly gone?
Long clown ago
Where has acting Silly gone?
No chance to put the red nose on
I'll do a clever turn
Perhaps I'll never learn!
Where has Youth & Vigour gone?
Long time jogging
Where has Youth & Vigour gone?
Now I am slow
Where has Youth & Vigour gone?
Lost when I was fifty-one
A piitence is all I earn
Paycheque too small I earn!
Where have all the Daydreams gone?
Long time sleeping
Where have all the Daydreams gone?
Long time weeping
Where have all the Daydreams gone?
Replaced by nightmares every one
Now I just quake each night
Now I just shake with fright!
When will all my Trials end?
Short time ahead
When will all my Trials end?
Wish I was dead
When will all my Trials end?
When I'm completely round the bend
I'm the last rock on the cairn
Now I will never learn.
Time is our biggest enemy...It takes everything with it without a previous warning....our best moments, our youth, our strength, our love etc..one is left with only lamentation and souvenirs. A nice poem and message.
the voice frequency of the lament orator is touched! sometimes it raises, sometimes it lowers... the echo increases the passion of the lament. great.
Lament of a lost society, I think we are looking at here John! There is some humanity still there, just buried under the News, imo. I do agree, we have a lot of work to do to turn things back to loving and nurturing; and feeling free to do so. A topical poem, well presented, you need a 'h' on third line. As to our Trials? I think this life is just a stepping stone. Smiling at you Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that was so touching and sadly said, the good hearts do not change, they carry thier hearts and give each needy one part..