Curves and Where One is in Relation to Them
By: Paul Steffan Jones AKA
Posted in: Poetry
Are locksmiths key workers?
is the curve flattened yet?
is it flat as I understand flat to be?
will I feel any different?
and what about people who
had been cooped up for months
in tiny flats?
my father died the month before the lockdown
feels like a hundred years ago
in a spring and summer of national mourning
what should we do?
let's plant a new arboretum of remembrance
with statues of nurses
I'll lay a posy of daffodils at his feet
and dig my spade into the flinty mud
of his settling grave
how much blame will the politicians
seek to allocate to others ?
all of it I imagine
they have not impressed
but then I have always been underwhelmed
by the privileged especially when in power
their inability to relate to the poor
to the everyday needs of everyday citizens
nothing changes just avenues
of revolving doors containing
grinning hyenas in morning suits
always pretending to give
impoverished people a chance
as they are further impoverishing them
please don’t forget these times
though they are concerning
though they are frightening
and likely to remain so for a time
though we lost many people on the way
don’t ever forget what happened
what some had to go through
don’t forget about us
don’t forget about me
and the key workers
who became locksmiths
trying to free up the logjam
our lives had flowed into
'Grinning hyenas in morning suits'...yes indeed!
Indeed! Thanks for the rating. May have come to the end of the road with this particular subject and need to think about what to do with what I have already written.