Wednesday, September 21, 2016
POEM: "Ghosts Read The Papers"
Ghosts Read The Papers
As smart a comment as I've heard all week
The hand that points the bone points each way
(A breathtaking shard of common sense)
Archimedes says "Don't disturb my circles"
Which only means if you had a place to stand
You'd watch the screws take you up and up
Advantage moved, circles grew higher
Look here, far from the centre, and now
The wrong powers are too close for comfort
It may be that not all progress is forward
And dead men say let go the bloody switch
And make our day, ghosts say, tell us when to stop.
© 2016 Rob Schackne