I was going to call it the 'Poem' thread but if I did no one would read it.
I quite like words that make you think or make you smile - here's three of the ones I think are good - hope you enjoy them.
The first is by - of all people - a German vicar by the name of Martin Niemöller -
First they came for the communists,
and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists,
and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Jews,
and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a Jew.
Then they came for the Catholics,
and I didn't speak out because I was Protestant.
Then they came for me
and there was no one left to speak out for me.
When exactly is the right time to stand up and speak out - is there ever a right time?
The next probably bothers me because I am a parent myself - it is by Philip Larkin -
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.
Finally Bolton's own poet - Hovis Presley (RIP)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=1J8Mc3f3Djk
I quite like words that make you think or make you smile - here's three of the ones I think are good - hope you enjoy them.
The first is by - of all people - a German vicar by the name of Martin Niemöller -
First they came for the communists,
and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists,
and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Jews,
and I didn't speak out because I wasn't a Jew.
Then they came for the Catholics,
and I didn't speak out because I was Protestant.
Then they came for me
and there was no one left to speak out for me.
When exactly is the right time to stand up and speak out - is there ever a right time?
The next probably bothers me because I am a parent myself - it is by Philip Larkin -
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.
Finally Bolton's own poet - Hovis Presley (RIP)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=1J8Mc3f3Djk