Not Nothing



We bat away the fog and walk through onslaughts

pulling out the arrows and battling on, knowing that to                   stand by

and to say nothing, in the knowledge of the wrongs

committed by those who know everything, but see

nothing, would be wrong, even though we see

that to say something, is to invite all of the wrongness

to take out all of its nothings on something,

and knowing that the something is

us. And knowing that we are not                                                        nothing.


Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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