This Poetry thing, I like to do
Just ain\'t getting anything new.
So I take a trip down memory lane...
And realise how much things have changed!
In a short amount of time.
The tide is turning
There seems no doubt
The swamp is draining
The cat is out..
Although, courtesy is allowed...
Who knows the truth of such allegations?
Lighting the darkness?
Sending shivers throughout the nation\'s?
Is peace now possible?
Time will tell, if for now we have escaped...
The stench of hell.
So thank you for that
Something new
A short scribble
Without a cue.