Grey Power
Me thinking
Old people were weak and frail
Yes
But their spirit is strong
And
Despite
Or even because
Of how they suffer
They support each other
And their children
And their grand children
So don‘t feel sorry for us pensioners
But
Treat us with some respect
We have earned our stripes
Our marks
Which we carry on our backs
So when you see
A group of us
Up to no good
Don’t write us off
Or if you do
More fool you
Even politicians
Are not stupid
To ignore grey power
Finally
And inevitably
You will become
One of us
In time
(Or die trying)
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I use this blog to cover various things that interest and delight me. This includes creative writing: the adventure of the mystic detective, the lives of some imaginary characters (including my spiritual director Q who can be consulted by email) and some poems.
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