Go on, admit it, life is tough
Time-poor, we have had enough
Of crazy politics and stuff
Which rocks our boat;
Such drama takes a myriad forms;
On life’s chessboard, we are pawns;
Constant weeds spoil our dream lawns -
Fear - less remote …
Abroad, at home or just next door
Raids and riots lie in store
Like sport, we try to guess the score
So much - unknown;
But Power and Greed go hand-in-hand
As Man’s worst enemy is Man,
Conciliation a vain plan
Peace flags un-flown …
(c) Poet in the woods 2026
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