An old lady turned up at a big place today.She has been there before.She wore a crown.She had a frown.
She spoke words that were not hers.She is old.She spoke fluently,as if she had matured.Everyone heard-or pretended to hear.
She spoke of her government.She didn’t hesitate.She spoke of a nation as if at one.
Can I honestly say I felt those words.They were manicured in a mixture of nothing and a little substance.I felt detached.
After,outside people protested about cuts to their lives.Real people,not lemmings.
I wonder where it will all lead? I wonder,I wonder.
kernowsmith 