IF IT’S ALL THE SAME TO YOU?
I saw across the crowded room
Nothing more than a glimpse
Of mankind and all it’s worth
All-bound-by-all-there-is – in the same way
All thrashing about in the pool
Unable to swim against it’s own tide
And while I contemplated the momentary glance
And all the sameness struck a chord
If I could grow a giant hand
I would reach out
And with a pat upon mankind’s head
Try to encourage all
In their mad pursuit of difference
As each vie for admiration
And clutch at vanity’s straws
Boxing clever and strutting stuff
Eyeballing cameras and posing aimlessly
Or kicking harder in having a shot
Ball juggling onto the head
And down again in keepy-up glitz-style
Or turmoiling emotions
And screwing up their insides
To give an Oscar performance
Here today in limelights green shroud
Whilst tomorrow repenting at leisure
Money money money the thing they love
Money money money the thing they hate
Money we need to survive
Talent and restless need to create
Giving way to the sway of money
Monet has painted and the hand moves on
On the scene/screen another arrives
in digital pre-eminence
Just to say:
“I’m different” – for a day
While the sameness magnifies itself
In contemplated momentary glance
Across the room – across the sky
We live we breath – et al
Nothing to say – it’s all here today
No difference – docked in originality’s bay
Of Biscay –
Take the humorous approach
And have a biscuit with your coffee
Sorry – but you are going to have to admit
Hands and feet and mouths and noses
Greetings and sleep and holiday
And jobs and exercise and sleepless nights
And buying and trying to keep ‘er lit
And tossing and turning and fingers in every pie
And rags to riches and gesticulation awry
And appointments and you scratch my back
And…
Out on the town
Old meal in old place called new
Mankind is – all the same – doing the same
Talking the same – aspiring en masse
Everyone the same as the last
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