Personal Messages

Geraint Walters

In Hope Let's close all the doors And no longer fight. Let's say we are old Ignore what is right. Let us turn face No longer the cheek. Think of the strong And reject the weak. Let's line the pockets Of those who are flush. So pulpits are full Bur scruples are hush. Let's bankrupt all ethics, Compassion and dare. Let's go and sing carols, Pretending we care. But things can get better, Revisions be made. A village together And enmities fade. Geraint Walters (Brynaman)