Out beyond box hill
Past the sewage factory
Framed by pylons and chimneys
Are the wastelands

Here nomadic tribes
Wandering for days
Search for water or seek shade
From a savage sun

Here rockets leave for Mars
Returning after weeks
With dead and injured comrades
And scientific samples

Here too with the Maya
Battle scarred we powwowed
Made terms with their king, set sail
To circumnavigate the globe

It’s condemned
The wasteland
‘A proper eye sore!’
they say ‘and dangerous too’
The council wants it
To build a skate park
Cos kids round here have nothing much to do


Blogger Carbanion Tolodine said...

That remind me a song of the best group of all: Queen! '39. I love this song and if this go true i want to be a volunteer.

Bye and a kiss for a rose!

7:46 PM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

At first I was confused but now I see what you mean, there are definately some similarities there and I have discovered a Queen track I didn't know so that's brilliant too

8:15 PM  
Blogger Echo said...

Far and away
on the boxes they play,
the cans are drums
Causing all the humms
Hand them a playschool
you're only a fool.

5:35 AM  
Blogger goatman said...

"You cannot help but learn more as you take the world into your hands. Take it up reverently, for it is an old piece of clay, with millions of thumbprints on it."

John Updike

One day the skate park will be gone, missed by those whose memories include it; then on to another iteration of the "wasteland" story.


Thanks for dropping by.

7:29 PM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

such parts of cities always make me sad...
...you have captured it well!

8:51 PM  
Blogger Russell Ragsdale said...

Atrophy as a kind of memory, atrophy as a type of imagination, all these things make memory a strong and enduring house. Beautiful Sue!

12:38 PM  
Blogger MB said...

You've painted the picture well, Sue.

4:25 PM  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

Are these the memories we are destined to make? Love the futurisitic tone of this!

10:42 PM  
Blogger Poetry by Kai said...

good one....


10:07 PM  
Blogger Amie said...

this is nice. yes it does have a futuristic tone.

1:59 PM  
Blogger iamnasra said...

every side there different image..one side reaching the mars..one side they are just nomands searching for water and seeking refuge away from the sun...

Its happening in our world

8:00 AM  
Blogger iamnasra said...

I have been thinking of a alnd that it can be made into a hip development and how much i will miss it and here you are almost on the same line

8:12 AM  
Blogger Manic Street Preacher said...

if the nomads come here to seek shade. if the rockets are launched, how can it be called wasteland. it is giving birth, in a way.

3:01 PM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Echo that's lovely where did it come from?

Goat man you speack the truth and it was a pleasure

Gulnaz-but children make of anything a fantasy world-the harder their lives the more they need to.

Russel-just about everything's banned these days for health and saftey reasons-snowballs conkers mud and throwing water-I know nostalge can make beauty from uglyness but I do think we had more freedom

Thank-you MB

Kai what a lovely picture were you at a wedding?

Ami so good to hear from you I've not been able to access your blog for ages

Nasra I too long for my hometown as it once was-most of the countyside has been built on now

Manic P peace and I've put up a link hope that's OK?

3:22 PM  

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