Maybe
Maybe the world is going to Hell in a Handcart
Perhaps we’re all in terminal decline
So it’s just possible that the nearby duck-pond
Has turned into a vast lake of fire and burning brimstone
Choking the sky with billowing black smoke
Maybe wasps have recanted on their evil stinging ways
And are now running rehabilitation schemes for other
insects and flies
Maybe burglars are overcome with remorse
And are now busily returning many items of value
Before swearing to go straight for the rest of their
lives
Maybe the vandals are scrubbing off their own graffiti
Ashamed of the mess and desecration they’ve caused
And planting Spring bulbs by way of apology
Maybe the travelling circus has rolled back into town
And is offering free seats to everyone that wants one
Perhaps they’re setting all the animals free
Giving away popcorn and hotdogs
And admitting that clowns are no longer so funny
Maybe the shops are tired of charging their customers
money
To buy their over-priced slave-labour tat
Sacking all of their security guards
And are inviting in the shoplifters
To take what they’d fancy for free
Maybe the borders are being thrown wide open
With free boats and lilos for those attempting a Channel
crossing
To be greeted on the English beaches
With a hot cup of tea and a bun if they don’t drown
And a bus to their destination of choice
Maybe Trump is welcoming the Mexicans and Hispanics
And tearing down his wall that’s only half-built
Opening his arms to the tired and weary
Telling the truth and not repeating himself
Maybe the polar ice-caps are melting
Making polar bears homeless
Sending icebergs into the oceans
And tsunamis of freezing melt-water into the world
Maybe Big Brother’s watching every move that we make
With cameras mounted on poles in the streets
Maybe there are robots walking amongst us
Maybe Fiona Bruce has become the new pope
With married young ladies as her cardinals
Maybe the Catholic church will begin to welcome agnostics
And Satanism will no longer be a cardinal sin
Maybe you can download different shapes of pasta from the
Internet
Maybe all of these will come true
But I wouldn’t hold your breath
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