It's Not About Us Anymore

Paul Gerard Reed

The winding way is narrowing

The branches baring, leaves a-falling

The plough through the field a-harrowing

Strange and distant voices calling

There won't be an encore

It's not about us anymore;

 

The wild wind is blowing

Pushing at our backs

A tiny candle flame glowing

The hay piled into stacks

Ragged the clothes we once wore

It's not about us anymore;

 

The future has gone and run away

The past a limpet and won't let go

It's too late to say 'OK, we'll stay'

Much too late to just say 'No'

I've never said this before

It's not about us anymore;

 

Tell them we had a go

We did the best we could

Tell them to take it slow

Not that we ever would

The waves have reached the shore

It's not about us anymore;

 

The sun is a-setting

The evening is drawing on

We've drifted in the betting

Our chance has been and gone

Now a whisper, once a roar

It's not about us anymore.

 

  • Author: Paul Gerard Reed (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 28th, 2025 06:16
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Poetic Licence

    Very nicely written piece that could have a few interpretations, enjoyed the read

  • Tony36

    Great write



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