Showing posts with label tired. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tired. Show all posts

Monday, 6 August 2012

Free Fish

He wakes up early
To get free fish
The sort that swim
Not served in a dish
The end prize is weighed
Against the price to be paid
That is in this case
A much longer day
For he wakes up early
To get free fish.

Clearly the author of the vers is an enthusiastic over the abstract concept of 'free fish' in what can only be interpreted as a graceful stand against the clanky contemporary Capitalism of the western world. The poem speaks of a time when there may be 'no such thing as a free lunch,' but the concept of 'free fish' is never to be overlooked.

Monday, 12 December 2011

Missing Milk

Missing milk
Is quite the shame
When man returns
His tired frame
To recuperate his mind
Only to melancholy find
His milk has gone
Been all but used
And instead of his milky brew
A black coffee
Will have to do

The author's relationship with milk is such that it could be inferred that the lack milk mirrors the writer's mind: both having been ravished by modern society's routines.