in today’s fast changing
of a race for existing/surviving/
breathing/a search for wholesome
affordable foodstuff/a hot meal
that won’t torpedo your savings/
it’s sunday’s rest
where you lick your wounds
caused by the uncompromising
to the vulnerable many/
the throw-away-attitude to the
who care for the environment and
also for their neighbours
especially in smaller communities
where open anger and heated
are defused quicker/ easier/ as one
depends on the goodwill of
and it’s all possible to conduct
an individual-style living
with getting on/respect/a joke/one
good word/a greeting.
the writer observes and casts most
contemporaries into roles
for his stories/novels/memoires.
the poet goes beyond the surface
observations and he reflects in
layers of emotional depths.
the photographer seeks to catch
a still of a selected moment –
he’ll reflect his own responses to
at some point they all will meet
in mind and soul.