https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGyEd0aKWZE
Old man sitting on the side of the road
Watches bewildered as the world goes by
He doesn’t get it but he does care
That this world is not, the one he once knew.
He chews on some bark, he whittles a stick
He has some time before its all past for him.
Around him the race is being run
He can’t see a winner but a lot of dust
A figure emerges and is then consumed
That’s the way of things it seems.
He doesn’t want to world burning up
There’s got to be more than destroying its soul
Its all about greed and give me more.
The old man doesn’t like what he sees
Waste, waste and more waste
Cast aside what is not useful
Build a new one, train a new man
Make the new the latest fashion
Ditch the serviceable, chuck it away
No belief in putting aside for a rainy day.
The old man grins away to himself
The radical larrikin is still inside.
He still harbours thoughts of revolution and change
And spits as he rises and shuffles away.
Back in his room everything’s fine
He knows his space and it knows him.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/04/08/music-prompt-37-burn-by-ellie-goulding/
Morpethroad 
Back in his room everything’s fine
He knows his space and it knows him.
Lovely write 😀 the last 2 lines are striking!
Beautifully executed 🙂
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Thanks Sanaa, you write such beautifully encouraging comments, greatly appreciated.
I’m also a fan of the last two lines 🙂 On an unrelated note, I adore your categories listed in the sidebar: “fun” and “funeral”, what more is to ask for!
Yes indeed it’s no secret I am wanting to change the world. It’s a slow process but the fun is enormous and I’m still working on funeral…..
Wonderful. A spark still exists in this man, even though he returns to his room, what he knows well.
Yes indeed Mandi, there remains within him that spark we all want…to live…
Yes, I think you are right in the end we all do, even we believe their is better after 🙂
Wonderfully written – I think you’ve totally nailed this – I have a distinct sense of this character – this man – sitting there – minding his business – watching, observing, noticing …. and yet, the spark is still there – vital. Totally impressive Michael 😀
Thank you Pat, he has to have that spark its what keeps us from losing track of the world and our place in it….
I fancied “The radical larrickin is still inside” as my favorite bit of your poem. Not only did I learn a new word, but tells me so much about the man and his actions.
Thank you, good song to write too, looking forward to the next prompt….