Revolutions 



Pupil doesn't turn up and I sit alone in this cold room one more time. Two classrooms away a bunch of kids rehearse for the school music competition.. the Beatles' 'Revolution'. It is so strange to hear that echo, that ripple from a past world, belted out in anger by these teen-agers, as I would have done, all those years ago.

I still haven't arrived,after all this time, to a firm conclusion about the lyrics of that angry song, but it now seems more than a little reactionary to me..

Past and future flakes peel off in the kaleidoscope of the things that were, the things that could have and weren't, those that were, things as we perceived them at their time, as we remember them....


'awright', scream the boys, wacking the drum kit... "you know it's gonna be....awright "

Maybe.

but it is difficult to believe. 

Posted: Tue - May 10, 2005 at 10:00 AM          

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