YESTERDAY ONCE MORE
- Philip Jeremy Wilson
- Jun 14, 2020
- 1 min read
The days when we heard the song
Of the bird will be gone
The quiet now filled with the sound of grotesque public lust
And dog eating dog, a must
To survive today
Because yesterday Is non-existent in the modern world
The thrill
Of a bird's existence once again replaced by the till
Ping and rattle
The virus that
A bat
Created once again dormant
So the world again dips like a cormorant
Into the sea
Of the free
Called ignorance because it is bliss
And gorge on the fish called selfishness
This is the lifelong killer
We have been infected by, the horror
We live with daily
It was suppressed
For a while as many confessed
Their guilt at their lust for self supremacy
Democracy
Returned
But modern today
Will soon drown the old yesterday
Its comeback short and brief
Its honest grief
Once again replaced by the gregarious
Desire for a careless
Click of a button service
Of delivery on demand, whatever the cost
Respect for each other again lost
To yesterday once more
The world infected with a cynical self interest to the core
PHILIP JEREMY WILSON

Written in the Poetry Factory room of soul searching 25th May 2020.
As an introvert this eventual return to the modern world is filled with a fear of the self-centred mantra will return.
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