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Met 2 great people from SW Qld

 Met 2 great people from SW Qld


I like strong people 

Strong energy

I like forthright people

I like open people

OPEN!


Not the bullies who are violent but closed


Anyway,

It made me think of my best mates when I was a kid

We probably all had fucked up childhoods

but KINDA GOOD because REAL

& so I loved the rough & tumble


Kids generally sort things out

When the Teachers back off


Not always

But you get the point


Anyway,

we got separated by Demographics


The Middle Class vice

got squeezed into my mind

I hated it


The others

Like Jason, John, David, Brian

went into the Working Class machine


& the shitstem became divisive & divided


Suspicion was introduced

Spiritual differences read into manners


I hate the class system


We met at the caravan parks

on our holidays

& I loved it


But on and on it went

onto University


& my peers

& a lot of the brilliant one's weren't private school kids


But you know

It's a My Fair Lady

Queer Eye for the Straight Guy

Makeover shite for the body & mind


They call it 'civilising'

seems pretty brutal to me


& people lose touch with their roots

& the Arts Community doesn't represent the working class


They're the great forgotten class

of the Arts

& Letters


& so they've been seduced by the Right


Because they feel ignored by a supercilious Intellectual Class

which thinks being complicated

Is beautiful


Complicated is not equal to Complex

It's inevitably shallow


But the affairs of Man ARE complex

Requiring directness & openness


But the Professional Class complicate

that which boils down to breathing


Anyway,

you get the point

I've spoken enough


But to my Working Class siblings:

we've all been bent out of shape

by Bureaucracy & the State


We need to talk to one another

So we both lose our shoulder chips

& Life and Love will win.



Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2023.


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