Obey and Play the Game
Why oh why deny this moment?Why is this not ever good enough?
Why do I have to be someone else?
Why do I have to be somewhere else?
Why am I not perfect like I am told to be on TV?
I will obey all the propaganda all the time
I will be a good boy:
I will blow my nose in my handkerchief.
I will doff my cap in the right direction.
I will take my shoes off at the door.
I will watch coronation street every night
so that I have something in common.
I will buy the latest offers.
I will renew my mobile every year.
I will believe the Daily Mail.
I will not ask questions
because THEY will look after me.
I resign !
I will no longer walk the line!
I will live in Greater Malvern and obey the splash of the wells.
I will become quirkier by the day according to the lighting.
I will spend my time in play.
The play of the light and shade and colours.
Worship Malvernia water's daughter.
Believe in the blending of science, art and the spirit.
& join the pilgrims ascending the hills
and give obeisance to Mother Earth and Father Sky
From now until the moment I die----tiddly I tie tie tie tie!
