Little wonder then
that utter inanity begins
to make some sense;
while it is bizarre to me
it is avant-garde to you –
pushing against the boundaries.
I can see the fence
drawn round a milling
mass of humanity
whilst you countenance
them as being oppressed –
breaking free.
They are symbols
that we see with structured eyes –
yours revised by latest trends
whilst mine are
blinded by the
missing facts...
© 17 November 2007, I. D. Carswell
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