Let me paraphrase a thought an English teacher once expressed:
"Artists and dreamers don't see the world as it is but rather as it could be attempting to translate it musically, visually, poetically or in any medium to the world. The tragedy is when the dreams slowly fade and the dreamer is left in this hateful, dreadful reality. Who can survive that?"I have no dream left. Maybe I'm just a wuss but what is there left to chase?
Peace? Clearly isn't happening in my lifetime.
Charity? I've been doing all I can for 4 years for what impact? Amongst so much greed and violence it all feels lost.
Love? Five years ago I was in a relationship that might have gone somewhere. There's been nothing substantial since.
Family? Without that love I can never be in a functioning family.
Church? Christians?
Every town
Has its ups and downs
Sometimes the ups
Out number the downs
Not in Nottingham
Where is Robin Hood? Where is Jesus? Where is the love?
