Random Thoughts Of A Crazy Man 7.0

(i) The Easy Path    
   
It is hard to care    
Or empathise    
It’s much easier    
To ignore and    
Showing no regard    
This is why    
The world is    
Full of it    
   
“Full of what?”    
I hear you cry    
“Full of bullshit.”    
I reply    
   
(ii) Fishing    
   
They say    
Give a man a fish    
Showing generosity    
And he will eat for a day    
Give a man a fishing rod    
And he will stand on the    
Shore like a fuckin idiot    
Catching nothing at all    
And he will starve    
And then you’ll give    
Him a another fish    
   
Here’s an idea    
Give him a fish    
Everyday, then    
He never has    
To starve or    
worry about    
starving    
 you mean  
old  
bastard  
   
(iii) Change    
   
I remember the good old days    
One thing I can safely say about    
The good old days is they weren’t good    
I realised this when I took off my rose spectacles    
The good old days were shit    
Then they started to improve    
Now they are getting worse    
We are living in the bad times    
Same as the good old times    
All good change is temporary    
   
(iv) They Say    
   
They say ‘knock    
And the door    
Shall be opened’    
Unto you    
Tell that to the    
Mormons    
That come    
To my door    
   
They say    
‘Seek and Ye shall find’    
I lost my house    
Keys when I was 19    
I looked for them    
I never found them    
   
(v) Liar?    
   
I have this acquaintance    
He said to me one day    
“To tell you the truth    
David what I told you    
Earlier was in fact a lie.”    
As opposed to what he    
Was telling me now    
But what if that was a lie    
What if what he said earlier    
Was actually the truth    
and this now was a lie    
What if they were both lies    
What if they are both the truth    
What if the truth is still to come out    
What if the truth that comes out    
Turns out to be a fuckin lie    
What if the truth is never known    
What if all we ever have known were lies    
What if this poem is a lie    
And this guy doesn’t exist    
What if I don’t exist    
And this was written by you    
And I am the voice in your head    
Telling you to be a liar    
Because it’s more fun    
or is that a lie too?    
   
   
(vi) Fat    
   
Some people have recently said that    
There was nothing wrong    
With the act of fat shaming    
I disagree; how about fuck    
The person doing the shaming    
   
The fat person already feels    
Ashamed because society    
And the media makes them    
Feel utterly worthless    
They don’t need to be told    
I am also told that fat shaming    
Is a caring thing to do    
Because the person is killing themselves    
Suicide by just eating too much    
   
I’ve got a better idea    
Why don’t we all learn to    
Shame people who go out    
And shame targeted victims    
Shame the shamers if you like    
You know what this is hassle    
If you are fat, and somebody    
Tries to fat shame you, fuckin   
Shoot them right in the head    
Some people can’t see straight    
Regardless    
   
   
(vii) Burden    
   
My wife said to me    
The other day    
“Look! If I ever become    
A burden, what I want    
You to do is put me    
Into a care home.”    
   
I thought about the jewellery    
The shoes the bags, the watches    
I pondered the flowers, the meals out    
The new car, the nice house, nice clothes    
I considered the expensive vacations    
The over 30 years of marriage    
The plastic surgery, the affairs    
The arguments, the fights, the    
No love or caring left to give    
   
I just wondered if your    
Suggestion could be retroactive    
As you have been a burden    
Since day one