Blanking people is no way to go
If you have something to say
Well let them know
Ignoring calls and blanking texts
We will never know what comes next
Lives to short for blanking all
So pick the phone up give them a call
They probably feel just like you
I tell you this is the thing to do
Strangers walk into our lives
That’s how I met my darling wife
A stranger is a friend you have never met
So don’t give up on them just yet
Get to know them every one
Because blanking them is not much fun
Waiting for that dreaded call
Your press ignore, well that says it all
You will never know what was to be said
And I bet it sick’s inside your head
So take that call do not ignore
You may soon have that friend at your door
Chellaston
27 07 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem