My brother wants to shoot cats
and send everyone back home
He rests both hands on his walking stick
He says That’s what I’d do
He’s built a computer in his shed
or so he said
My brother talks very loudly
so the cats can hear him coming
besides he’d have to manage
the gun and the stick
He wouldn’t want Benefits
hearing about that
I don’t say much to be honest
as it generates another
list of what he’d do
He wants to stop sex education
He says That’s what I’d do
He says that no one needs it
He had none in his school
They just taught him to hate cats
and to send everyone back home
That’s what they did
Born and raised in North Wales, Roddy Williams now lives in London. His poetry has appeared in ‘The Frogmore Papers’, ‘Magma’, ‘The Rialto’, ‘Envoi’, ‘Stand’ and other magazines. He’s had two plays performed in London and his first collection of poetry is due out this year, He is also a photographer, printmaker and painter.
Beautiful little poem. (My brother wan)ts to shoot cats.) Says so much so succinctly!
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Amusing yet disguises so much
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