The closest thing I can compare this to is falling,
Perhaps more accurately,
Dropping from an unknown height
Or means of deceleration.
Like a stone.
Instead of air rushing past it is people
Moments, achievements, changes,
Like being in a real-life Truman Show version of
The trajectory is?
Time of arrival?
So many images that capture the experience –
Attenborough’s little submarine plunging into the deep,
Stock Market’s crashing.
Should be more up-beat.
I keep thinking of my legacy – tortoise stuck to top of monitor and
Miniature Hornby man, lost.
Need to shift the imagery.
There be Dragons
maps used to say.
What is odd.
What is absurd,
Is what this says about me as a human.
A leaf clinging to tribe,
For, we are one tribe –
Whether you call it South Yorkshire,
It is funny how we so often see the difference, the separation as what keeps us together.
Let’s work towards family.
Let’s focus on the commonality.
Let’s not allow love to tear us apart,
Allow it to bring us together.