Each ache, cables from the past, bleach and leach the feeling from the soul
No longer able to heal, days when all was well fading far and fast
Into a half-forgotten past, of sunlit tableaux, standing alone
Without context, significance forgotten, simply dusty photographs
Signposts no longer able to be read, those junctions long since traversed
Routes to alternative futures never again accessible, no way to recross
The Rubicon, those dice forever cast, like a wasp trapped in a jam jar
Drowning in what ought to have sustained, a life drained of hope.
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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
Wednesday 24 August 2011
Monday 22 August 2011
Endgame
Say what you will, lay bear your soul
It's just the same, you may as well
Spit in the wind, you can't cajole
Those who don't care, this life is hell
You live and breathe, but cry inside
No hope of more, no inner fire
No loving touch, you can but hide
All that you want, never aspire
You must be wrong, they must be right
They shout so loud, ne'er short of breath
Of how you're vile, nothing but blight
All you deserve, is painful death
Then you believe, the lies they spout
You're the reason, for all their woes
It's time to go, your hope's run out
Knife cuts so sharp, your life blood flows
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Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
Friday 19 August 2011
Discrimination
The man heard raised voices coming from the big room at the back of the house that was used as a den, a family room.
"That's so straight!"
"Jack McKay, I heard that! There's no need for that kind of expression! How would you like it if Steven said that to you? Come here!"
The boy shuffled sheepishly into the hallway.
"S...sorry, Dad. I didn't know you were there."
"Evidently. Just because some people are different, there's no need to be horrible about it. Don't you think the world would be a boring place if everyone was the same?"
The boy shifted uncomfortably under his father's scrutiny. "I don't know....I suppose so. Why are some people....that way, anyway?"
"I don't think anyone knows for sure. Some combination of their genes and their environment, they say. Whatever the reason, it's not something they choose, it's just part of who they are. You're left-handed, did you choose that? Of course not. It doesn't make you better or worse, just different from the majority."
"I never thought of it like that. It's just....it's gross, I'd never want to do that!"
"Jack, I know it's hard for you to understand at your age - I was a boy too, not that long ago." The boy smirked surreptitiously. "I really hope you aren't going to grow up prejudiced. There's good and bad in all sorts of people - it's the person that's important, not the label others put on them. Please try to be nice to everyone, the world's a much better place when you are."
"I'll try, Dad," the boy replied, his eyes downcast.
"Good boy - now go and say you're sorry to Steven, please. If he likes girls instead of boys, that's his business. It doesn't stop him being your friend, does it?"
"Nah - he's my bestie! Can I go, Dad?"
"Of course - just remember, no name-calling!"
"OK." The boy scampered back into the family room, and, when the man looked through the open door a couple of minutes later, the two 11 year olds were engrossed in their game, their spat forgotten, the best of friends once more.
I'll have to have a chat with my husband, the man thought, see if we can find some way of showing the boy some positive heterosexual role models, to underline the message that they were just different, not degenerate or depraved. Mind you, the man thought wryly, Jack was on the same wavelength as himself on one level - I'd never want to 'do that', either!
****
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
"That's so straight!"
"Jack McKay, I heard that! There's no need for that kind of expression! How would you like it if Steven said that to you? Come here!"
The boy shuffled sheepishly into the hallway.
"S...sorry, Dad. I didn't know you were there."
"Evidently. Just because some people are different, there's no need to be horrible about it. Don't you think the world would be a boring place if everyone was the same?"
The boy shifted uncomfortably under his father's scrutiny. "I don't know....I suppose so. Why are some people....that way, anyway?"
"I don't think anyone knows for sure. Some combination of their genes and their environment, they say. Whatever the reason, it's not something they choose, it's just part of who they are. You're left-handed, did you choose that? Of course not. It doesn't make you better or worse, just different from the majority."
"I never thought of it like that. It's just....it's gross, I'd never want to do that!"
"Jack, I know it's hard for you to understand at your age - I was a boy too, not that long ago." The boy smirked surreptitiously. "I really hope you aren't going to grow up prejudiced. There's good and bad in all sorts of people - it's the person that's important, not the label others put on them. Please try to be nice to everyone, the world's a much better place when you are."
"I'll try, Dad," the boy replied, his eyes downcast.
"Good boy - now go and say you're sorry to Steven, please. If he likes girls instead of boys, that's his business. It doesn't stop him being your friend, does it?"
"Nah - he's my bestie! Can I go, Dad?"
"Of course - just remember, no name-calling!"
"OK." The boy scampered back into the family room, and, when the man looked through the open door a couple of minutes later, the two 11 year olds were engrossed in their game, their spat forgotten, the best of friends once more.
I'll have to have a chat with my husband, the man thought, see if we can find some way of showing the boy some positive heterosexual role models, to underline the message that they were just different, not degenerate or depraved. Mind you, the man thought wryly, Jack was on the same wavelength as himself on one level - I'd never want to 'do that', either!
****
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
Thursday 18 August 2011
Faith
For Lydia - R.I.P.
****
We must be obeyed, commandments respected
New thoughts bring danger, traditions rejected
You must be like us, gods will be offended
By upstarts like you, right must be defended
Don't cry in your pain, we've all been affected
By your heinous sin, you must be corrected
It's for your own good, you're now uninfected
Damn, you're not breathing, that wasn't expected
****
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
****
We must be obeyed, commandments respected
New thoughts bring danger, traditions rejected
You must be like us, gods will be offended
By upstarts like you, right must be defended
Don't cry in your pain, we've all been affected
By your heinous sin, you must be corrected
It's for your own good, you're now uninfected
Damn, you're not breathing, that wasn't expected
****
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
Thursday 11 August 2011
Time
Time to yield, time to try
Time to laugh, time to cry
Time to live, time to die
When's the time to say goodbye?
Time for light, time for grey
Time for work, time for play
Time to think, time to say
Now it's time to go my way
****
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
Time to laugh, time to cry
Time to live, time to die
When's the time to say goodbye?
Time for light, time for grey
Time for work, time for play
Time to think, time to say
Now it's time to go my way
****
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
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