Monday, 5 June 2017

Bus Station

Bus stations are always lonely places
The wind always blows through them

No matter how modern they are,
Or how well designed,
The promise of somewhere,
That is not here,
Makes us all sad
Not to have left already

Sunday, 28 May 2017

Saturday, 27 May 2017

Good Advice

I find I often give the right advice
And as often it is ignored.

Wednesday, 24 May 2017

Western Civilisation

I travel the world
To fabulous cities
London Paris Rome
And what I see
Is the Western World
Is no longer able
To house all its people

Monday, 22 May 2017


The most telling sign of wisdom
Is knowing how to keep quiet

Sunday, 30 April 2017

Mobile Phones

Wake up kids
There are dreams to be had
No use sleeping your life away

Thursday, 27 April 2017


Life is but a dream
For westener's life is sweet
For other's, shrug, what is it?

Soon, we may be able to live
Until 150 years of age
But we still can't feed the poor

Technological wonders 
Give you anything you want
But happiness still escapes so many