Not everything works today

Not everything works today

It’s not like it used to be

All worn and carried out

It’s not a geiser, it’s a shout

 

Being emplified into existence

By a one and two-time loser

Named Bru

Who knows it is the end

 

Of time, without which I cannot see

That I will be able to carry away

The sign of the time called the way

Of the –ism and the –er

 

I will be better when I shall

See that all you get together and understand

That it is about the when and the why

Not the why and the who

 

Who did it, not when.

Copyright B E Saunders 2016