Music Hall Farce. Poem by Peter Vealey
Music Hall Farce.
Those worlds behind
Are hard to find.
Those worlds are gone
Their take on your song,
Long, long beyond.
Those worlds behind,
Dinosaurs and monkeys
Trade old jokes and insults,
Like you care.
But if you dare,
You move on and on
Always on
To new life, new beginnings.
Monday, February 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: time
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Life and change, the brotherhood and sisterhood of growth.
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