Music Prompt #37 “Burn” by Ellie Goulding – Old Man

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.


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11 Responses to Music Prompt #37 “Burn” by Ellie Goulding – Old Man

  1. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    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,

  2. Mara Eastern says:

    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!

  3. mandibelle16 says:

    Wonderful. A spark still exists in this man, even though he returns to his room, what he knows well.

  4. wildchild47 says:

    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 😀

  5. 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.

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