Talking

Questions

are all I’m asking,

embarking

and questing

in this dungeon

I’m searching

for something

approaching

meaning

it’s fleeting,

floating around

like

a piece of paper

promising

peace and quiet

I wouldn’t

mind

if we just sat down

and tried to

find

some

common ground,

maybe through

the love of a

rhyme,

it’s not a crime,

to take some time,

to talk

for five minutes

don’t look at your

phone,

and I know some will nod

and others will

moan,

at the phone

thing,

but you’re

being

shown

the power of talking face to face,

you ain’t alone,

if you just reach out,

you’ll see we’ve grown

closer together

just by listening,

so don’t groan

about having to put away

your phone,

another clone of a phone

that looks kinda like

that other phone,

I wish

I could play trombone,

do ska stuff like

Two Tone?

Some heavy funky stuff

that weighs

two tonne,

gravity pulling basslines down

and hitting newton,

who’d trade in an apple

for a shiny

mewto,

and if you’ve got one a

mew too,

so we can start a

pokemon revolution,

cos there’s a crisis on

mute,

people living in poverty,

an economic homicide

note,

no….

wonder you don’t wanna talk to me

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