Ant Smith

This Life

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What is the good, of your damn books

What good is honour, next to lies – damn lies

What good is valour, in modern life

What good is courage, when bottles suffice

Heroic acts lay waste to lives

And what good is love, in good times.

Try to grow old, disgracefully

Heroin and bingo, will do for me

Fight the good fight, don’t make me laugh

Honesty is taking, a much needed bath

Bravery is facing up to your crimes

I smell like a dog on heat, sometimes

And history is now, more or less

What good is the bloody, internet

Avatars are broken promises

What is the good, of your damn books

Knowledge is just, another debt

Can’t face up, to life’s mess

Got to say it, in a text

What’s done is done is done, but yet

The less words spoken

The more things said


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