But the duality in the UK, television bombards us with the life of the gutter in the UK, they show images of the places I grew up, the places of low opportunity. I walk the streets and hear the ignorance of people, how they can't do these things because of these things. I've had long conversations with Mitu about American attitude where this would never happen. Although that's a separate conversation for another time, she has a point, if there was even an inch of that in peoples soul here, then where would the British people be?
On the other hand, I realise the change, I walk the streets without issue, without fear of the police being on my back for the colour of my skin. My fathers stories of racist fights wasn't long ago although I can't remember them. They talk as if people have all gone to trash, but that isn't completely true, people are polite and for their ignorance they do mean well. I've yet to meet anyone starving even if my socialist vigour has almost been devoured. We as a country aren't the gutter trash that most people would expect if you really believed the daily mail.
But what's my point, it's as simple as saying things could be better, a lot better in fact, we as a people can over come as they Public Enemy might say. But then things aren't that bad here either, we just need to see the good things from all the ill reporting media.
On a different stroke, I started my blog more than two years ago, but this is just to say its been just over two years when I was sitting in one of the control rooms and I was writing a short article. At that moment I wondered a lot about what was going to happening in life, I could never have guessed. They keep saying that I would do a lot of maturing, a lot these things, a lot of those things. But the reality is something quite beautiful and stark. I thank my wonderful girlfriend for keeping me sober to see those things that happened and enjoying all the things we share.
Here's to another two years my beautiful eggs.
Threw my bad fortune
Off the top of
A tall building
I'd rather have done it with you
Your boy's smile
Five in the morning
Looked into your eyes
And I was really in love
In Chinatown
Hung over
You showed me
Just what I could do
Talking about
Time travel
And the meaning
Just what it was worth
And I feel like
Some bird of paradise
My bad fortune slipping away
And I feel the
Innocence of a child
Everybody's got something good to say
Things I once thought
Unbelievable
In my life
Have all taken place
When we walked through
Little Italy
I saw my reflection
Come right of your face
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