B is for Be
Remember the person you wanted to be?
Its still happening now, and its easy to see
Young boys trying to be their older brothers
Young girls following in the footsteps of mothers
Following the line between imitation and inspiration
Put high on a pedestal surrounded by expectation
Whether they are famous, friends, or related
The influence they have is understated
When I was younger I wanted to be an Australian Vet
Or in other words Rolf Harris, im not quite over that yet
Its strange how one can be inspired by a complete stranger
Could be worse, my brother wanted to be a power ranger
Weather its because they have more strength, years, or wealth
Its something you grow out of as you become yourself
And when you have made your own path, here’s a hint
Look around for those standing in your footprint.
Lucy Dulieu -x-
Sunday, 29 November 2009
Accumulation.
Accumulation.
A want to be the highest, this want to be the best
a want to have the most, this want to beat the rest
“want” may be an understatement, more a need, a yearn
Is it something that were born with, or something that we learn?
Numbers judge us from birth, “how much did he weigh?”
To being judged on pointless things like the infamous sports day
Who won the egg and spoon race, and how many points is it worth?
Everyone so excited like these points can buy the earth
Later it gets nasty, the losers become the thick
As the capitalist carrot is replaced with the stick
Its still a competition, but the fun side starts to fade
Your futures at stake now, so you’d better get the grade.
If you fail this test you will fall into a deep dark hole
But the higher the grades the more you have control
And If you stray from the aim then there’s a correction
Either that or your weeded out, its like social selection
So we gather the points, but what’s it all been for?
The answer is simple, so that we can get more
So we can keep adding up, and its not just cash
Lovers, friends, pets and cars all get added to the stash
Rushing though life, smooth, quick, nimble
The friends that seem close, just a status symbol
Then a day comes and we realise through all the fears
The only thing we will accumulate for certain, is the years.
Then what do you think back on, your full size roman bath?
No, you think of all the people who have made you laugh.
By Lucy Dulieu. -x-
A want to be the highest, this want to be the best
a want to have the most, this want to beat the rest
“want” may be an understatement, more a need, a yearn
Is it something that were born with, or something that we learn?
Numbers judge us from birth, “how much did he weigh?”
To being judged on pointless things like the infamous sports day
Who won the egg and spoon race, and how many points is it worth?
Everyone so excited like these points can buy the earth
Later it gets nasty, the losers become the thick
As the capitalist carrot is replaced with the stick
Its still a competition, but the fun side starts to fade
Your futures at stake now, so you’d better get the grade.
If you fail this test you will fall into a deep dark hole
But the higher the grades the more you have control
And If you stray from the aim then there’s a correction
Either that or your weeded out, its like social selection
So we gather the points, but what’s it all been for?
The answer is simple, so that we can get more
So we can keep adding up, and its not just cash
Lovers, friends, pets and cars all get added to the stash
Rushing though life, smooth, quick, nimble
The friends that seem close, just a status symbol
Then a day comes and we realise through all the fears
The only thing we will accumulate for certain, is the years.
Then what do you think back on, your full size roman bath?
No, you think of all the people who have made you laugh.
By Lucy Dulieu. -x-
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