Somewhere ‘Round the Bend

Where does the sky start?

The sea begin?

Somewhere round the bend.

Somewhere round the bend

we can all be friends,

all colours and creeds blend

Somewhere somewhere

somewhere around the bend

we can be together again

what was broken, will mend

Somewhere round the bend

the animals will be our friends

all plunder will end

somewhere somewhere

round the bend

The Right Thing To Say

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When I can’t figure things out

& I seem to have lost my way

you always know the right things

the right things to say

I know words don’t come easy

that meanings go astray

but still you know the right things

the right things to say

I may have the learning

the diploma and B.A

But besides you I’m inarticulate

lost for what to say

At the end of each morning

at the end of each day

you always know the right things

the right things to say

The Floodgates

This is how it starts.

You bring up that phone call

At the Jewellers.

It could have waited, you say.

It was important, I snap. You have no sympathy.

Tit for tat.

You go on about my clothes on the back-seat

Of the car.

I go on about your obsession with tidiness.

Stop, can you hear it? You say.

Hear what?

That creaking.

We both listen.

Ahhh, the floodgates, I say.

Let’s not go on with this, you say.

We give each other the peace sign.

Hug.