July in Belgium brings a lull
A dip or slump or mid-year pause
We take a breather, old thoughts cull
And spread our dusty wings outdoors.
The world is silent for a while
We take a step back, look around
Our hectic lives are such a trial
We live full speed and “in the round”.
But who can switch off mobile phone
And leave the TV screen a blank?
On-line even when at home
For films and shopping and Home Bank...
This constant pressure, all man-made
Goal-oriented, drives us mad
We've lost our way; I feel afraid
Where's the peace we all once had?
(c) Poet in the woods 2015