(Poetry) The Tragedy Of Generations

Along with reams of short stories, and longer attempts at fiction, I’ve written countless poems over the decades. The bulk were written in my teens and twenties and I literally have folders full of handwritten and typewritten compositions.

I’d been threatening to put a selection into print since the mid-90’s. I remember discussing it with an old girlfriend in ’95 but a number of things always seemed to stop me. Part of that was not really being sure if I wanted to share them with the world, part was never having the time to go through what was amounting to thousands of bits of paper – ranging from typed and formatted finished compositions to hand written stanzas on the back of paper bags, or anything I had at hand when inspiration hit.

A few years ago I finally got round to sorting out a collection and published them under the title “Wild Card Symphonies”. Consisting of three smaller volumes of my work, “Wild Card Symphonies”, “Cry To Me”, and “This Graveyard Heart”, the book totaled just over 120 poems. You can buy a copy (plug plug) through Lulu on one of the links at the bottom of the page if you like what you read and want to have more.

The Tragedy Of Generations

Take me in your hands

And use me if that’s all you need,

I’m not about to start complaining.

You don’t have to worry

I’m not going to spoil your fantasy,

We all have our dreams.

Seduce me.

I was already yours.

I don’t need to play in my dreams,

I was corrupted long before.

You don’t have to throw me glimpses

To tempt me on your path,

I was already walking towards you

Like all the fools before me

And all the fools to come.

I know I’m not learning anything new,

That hasn’t been experienced before

By a hundred generations

Who can’t beat a revolution,

Who can’t stop what’s to come.

Use me as you want to

As I come to realise

That I’m nothing special to you,

That you’ve done this a million times.

And I could be wearing any face.

And I could own any name.

But I’m too caught up in you

To act on the truth I know.

And that’s my tragedy

As I take part in your show.

(THE TRAGEDY OF GENERATIONS By A R J Abranson; 16-03-94/22:23)

My poetry anthology, Wild Card Symphonies, is available to buy now on Lulu in both Softcover and Dust Jacket Hardcover.

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Wild Card Symphonies, Cry To Me & This Graveyard Heart are Copyright ©2015, Angus Abranson. All rights reserved.
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