because we live in a society –
that happily mocks the so called ‘underclass’
because they are the backbone –
of so called, ‘comedy’

we expect girls –
to dance –
and sell us a sexual fantasy
but they are just young girls

all the things we said
and all the things we did
those silly nicknames
and our personal games

in another part of the world
we have always –
felt the same about this world

night time is hard
memory of you and me
hard to part

because the love you cherish so much
leaves for distant shores
and evaporates like a touch

the sound of music –
and television
waving itself around –
my half sleep

Love Was Sleeping you wrote that, ‘love was sleeping’ let me assure you, it does not lie prone and weeping … More