I GAVE YOUR NEWS TO AUNTY DEAR FREIND
I gave my news to aunty , spoke to one of helpersAunty , never got back to me as yet
May be my news was , a case of ''so what?
''Whats he expect me to do?''
My freind of no concern , not till
He's in jail with a hundred others , or laying dead
In the streets of blood , one among many , lifeless
Well my friend I am with you as best I can , my freind
I knowe you, I knowe you , I care , I give a dame
Dear freind mine
You are me as I once was I like to think
Except my life were never rely in danger
Nore did I face then , thrown in jail on a jumped up
Charge
Tho now hear in the U K , thats all a changing the
Young and the not so young are going to wake up from
Thear stuper , and find them selfs in ''1984'' and ''Brave
New world ''
Then and even now all is to late , as the people walk in
A stupor back in to past now the present the foutcher
Of times we belevde were but fore the history books
T V , historical dramors
Not the way our life's are and will be a lot worse
Maybe the times of yore will be remeberd , when the English
Pesants rebeld , the times of what is wrongly called '' The English
Cival war it were a revolstion that involved the whole British Ils
Maybe we will say '' thats it'' ,''no more of your shit!''
But now my freind tis you I worry about , my time nearly up
Tis your presant time and your tomorrows that I consern my self with
I wish you well my dear freind.
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Of Thanet
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Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2007-10-30 at 21:27
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