When the Shit First Hit the Fan

Neville

When the Shit First Hit the Fan

 

I was there man

when they sacrificed the lamb

I was there man

when the shit first hit the fan ..

And I assure you

there was something very good

and likewise special

we somehow kind of lost, I fear

somewhere on the

road to where we are today ..

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 11th, 2022 15:28
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Comments6

  • Doggerel Dave

    Agreed Nev. Even in my (in this instance relatively short) lifetime the decline has been blindingly obvious.
    And I don't think this is just the perception of an old 'un......
    Neatly put. Thanks.

    • Neville



      Thanks Dave, I wasn't sure about this at first, but am glad you gave it the thumbs up sir, cheers, Neville

    • Goldfinch60

      True words Neville, we, the people, must do something to make life better.

      Andy

      • Neville



        let's hope so, before its too late ............................ thanks Andy

      • orchidee

        Ohh, a mystery of life - why is it that s**t hits the fan, and not, say, I dunno, feathers or grass or something random. Best to be facing the opposite direction to the fan then! Oops!
        I can see deeper meaning though in this.

        • Neville



          you raise a very pertinent question Mr. O .. and you have good eyes too I see ......... thank you, Neville

          • orchidee

            Oohh, I'm too sheltered in me life. Make that - when the mud hits the fan!

          • L. B. Mek

            indeed, dear Poet
            in those days
            we all stepped on a little shit
            and had the awareness
            to smell it, on us..
            where as now:
            (we brush it all, 'under the carpet'
            till walking, becomes
            aquaplaning..
            still, we look for more room
            to hide our shit
            whenever, we mess up
            'denials and distractions
            at all cost, Please;'
            you, rule
            just give us enough room
            to refute our realities
            this
            be that true, evolutionary state
            of our weak willed
            regressive, modernity...!)

            • Neville



              blimey .. thanks, I think guv'nor Mek ... Neville

            • Dove

              Truths spoken, you say it so poetically… Not everything smells of roses

              • Neville



                Thank you Dove, you clearly have an eye and a nose for such universal truths .. Many thank yous .. Neville

              • Bella Shepard

                What was, was. What is, is. What will be, will be our responsibility. Choice and responsibility should go hand in hand, can we get it back? A very truthful and insightful write my friend.

                • Neville



                  I feel thoroughly indulged Bella, when I really ought to be inside with something long and cold on a hot day such as this .. and I aint talkin cucumbers .. bless ya my friend n true ... Neville



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