In My World

The sun’s been dismantled
Time has frozen
Cars have stopped
Birds don’t fly
Rain won’t come
The clouds have fallen
Footballs aren’t kicked
And songs go unsung
Poverty isn’t solved
And Pete Doherty’s not stoned
Water doesn’t get drank
Food doesn’t get eaten
The rubbish isn’t avoided
Pictures aren’t hanging crooked
Cameras go without film
No-one eats fast food
Guns go without bullets
Weapons without uranium
Keys don’t open locks
Chips don’t have gravy
The bullseye isn’t missed
Shoes aren’t bought
Music’s stopped in its tracks
The ice won’t melt
Televisions aren’t left on standby
Laundry’s not left on the floor
Diana’s not dead
In my world