Children woke the neighbours, screaming
Their sleeping mother, woke screaming
Why does no-one help or listen?
Their Dad was reading about football
Admiring active heroes, brave
He ran down to the sea, beach, waves
Then hid in his dark, silent cave
His daughter ran
down after him
Shouted, 'Don't hide, Dad, you won't win
Don't stay here working on your own
With her! Your kids say, please come home!'
Parents did their duty voting
But the council didn't listen
Voters complained, puzzled, in doubt
Thought things could change, voted all out
Poets sighed, unread introverts
Wrote, stayed poor, cos no-one listened
Songwriters' success? Add music, rhyme
Poets, please, hear me, this time!
Keen teens copy stars and royals
Cheaters think lovers are loyal
We all hope someone else will save
The world, while we hide in our cave.
-ends-
Reading time one and a half minutes.
Version one tells poets to use rhymes, or write songs.
Version 1 seeks a composer.
Version 1 has the mother screaming - for help from her husband and the neighbours her children are annoying. Version 2 has her dreaming of help.
See version 2 for more footnotes.
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