Monday, October 13, 2014

The Word For My Generation

The word for my generation
has to be depression.
We've had it or know
someone who's had it
or got it and whatever the
relationship, we'll
never be the same.
It's not just our minds
that are involved.
It's the whole economy
which we tended for years
and years like it was
our own nest, our
own eggs. Only to
have it turn on us
 and leave us behind
while it accelerated away.
No looking back, eh?
And all that we did wrong
was to believe what we were told
that hard work and honesty
would see us through.
While we were disassembled
and restructured and
even repositioned to
a brighter future.
And as we left amid
the tears (and jeers)
there was no talk of
depression waiting down the road.
No talk of anything much
because, anyway
they wouldn't hear.


ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...


I have a picture of a bullfrog.

Hamish Mack said...

That, sir, is a very fine Bullfrog.

Jennifer said...

too much truth...

Jennifer said...

That frahg is sweet!

My wordverf was 222. :)

thundra might remember this…

Hamish Mack said...

Room 222. Blimey the olden days.

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