Treasure Island

David Wood

(07 April 1950 / London)

Time Shift


Walking through the last few years
The High Street suddenly changed.
No longer were people going into shops
No longer were they buying things.

They were walking around chatting,
Peering in through the window from
Outside, looking and walking away
Empty handed.

The old order had changed, the old
Guard had gone. Old shops closed
And new ones opened. Pawn shops,
Pay day loan shops, charity shops.

These were for the new poor who
Didn't realise they were poor at all,
For nobody had told them. Austerity
Britain eating their money and hopes.

Only the robins in the wood with the
Blackbirds knew they were rich, for
Them nothing had changed. Their
World still revolved as it always had done.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 26, 2013

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