Thursday 25 February 2010

A Better Way (Song for The Redundant Man)

Now they don’t want me, now they don’t care
might just as well go back to bed, up those wooden stairs.
They took it all away from me, everything I knew
now it’s all gone and there’s nothing I can do.
I wondered if it would happen, ever happen to me
and now that it has, the future’s hard to see.
There has to be a reason, why it’s me this time
don’t think I want to know, just want to save my mind.



Maybe there’s a better way, a better way to be
maybe it’s out there waiting, waiting there for me.
Got to try to find it, got to take the time
see if I can find a way, to make the future mine.



Life is very different now, with no place to go
some days I’m fine, others times I’m low.
My thoughts remind me, of what I left behind
on a sad and lonely day, which often comes to mind.
But I must take a look, at what’s before me now
to see if I can try, to start again somehow.
Maybe follow a dream, is something I should do
and find somewhere else to be, where I can see it through.



Maybe there’s a better way, a better way to be
maybe it’s out there waiting, waiting there for me,
Got to try to find it, got to take the time
see if I can find a way, to make the future mine.

3 comments:

  1. Hi Tim

    This reminds me of the 80's during the Thatcher years - came out of college at 19 and spent 5 years off and on job hunting - I think I was made redundant twice (or maybe I was redundant straight from school for a while).

    I've known people who've been in the same job for 30 years and it hits really hard when their place closes down - your poem brings all those kinds of feelings up.

    It illustrates the transition in thinking really well.

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  2. Hi Carl,
    thanks for your comments, this poem was about my own redundancy experience.
    Thank you.
    Tim

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