Mary Robertson – Written Evidence (LBC0100)
There’s new pictures beckoning
In my kaleidoscope world.
Look, there's kids playing shop
With chocolate coins and laughter.
The grown ups join in.
And look, there's serious work, hard work,
But always laughter
And optimism grows like sunflowers.
I look again but
The focus has shifted and now
The hallowed ground is barren.
Sickness haunts a desolate landscape
Of missed connections and disconnections
And the weight of human tears
Threatens to drag the earth from its orbit.
I don't want to look anymore
But incurable curiosity
Wins in the end.
Now both visions are overlaid
And vying for attention.
Tired but tinged with hope, I slip into sleep
With the Midas gold
Melting in the sunshine.