Today there is nothing new to say. All has been said. Perhaps a bit of poetry will do.
Is anything true?
I am asking you to
simply not lie.
Yes, you may say,
some things are true.
But do they matter?
Some are mad as a hatter
and they can only natter.
Who turns up when the
chips are down?
A hero or a clown?
The diversion is just the same.
Helping us to forget the Name.
Vicki Woodyard
I read one of your stanzas as:
“Who turns up when the
chimps are down?
A hero or a clown?”
and had a vision of all these chimps coming down from the trees and running yipping
and screaming towards me. In a friendly manner, by the way. I guess the clown turned up!
Ramon