Days of the underground

Yesterday was quiet. Got the dogs out for a walk to the haymeadow which Dainty loved. Watched Waterloo Road on the evening and got to bed just after 10. Woke 7.20 and got dogs out. Had coffee and watched news then fed them 8.15. Took them out for a poo on the green then booted computer. Wrote a song/poem
I will hide amongst the lowest of the low
I will search among you as I go
I’ll search the gutters the prisons and more
I’ll say my piece, I’m such a bore
The addicted and confused til she says
We are not amused these days
Then screaming things not yet said
I’ll raise the army of the dead
I’ll throw their lives before you
How they sorted what you knew
With all that I now do
Gather together my crew
Assign the tasks for the plan
Wear the masks as we can
The target is achievable with care
Kneel and begin a solemn prayer
Began the road yet untrodden this fine day
With rain the ground is sodden all the way
Skies are pouring
Let’s stop ignoring
Words that matter
Just a nutter
With one aim in mind
To open eyes of the blind
For those in life that are lame
A crutch for them in lifes game
To heal with words as before
Lines that I can’t ignore
All the places that I’ve been
All the truths I’ve already seen
Cast a doubt on many ways
They blight mankinds days
So I continue to shout
These days I’m about
Who am I, why does it matter
Why oh why, a silly nutter
Or jesus reborn
Throw your scorn

then did usuals and this post.