Poetry, Writing Mr Meek May 10, 2020 / No Comments Thoughts of the 80’s and some strange conversations with a strange man drifted back in the night….. Mr Meek Raymond was and always was a rather awkward man His mother seemed to rule his life with fear And on each day his greeting would be curt and impolite He’d never join us for a lunchtime beer His views could be unusual on subjects far and wide He feared the “Homosexuals” more than most He worried what it was he’d catch if they became too close So wore his prejudice as quite the boast I’m not sure what became of him, but willingly I’ll guess A lonely end befell him I’m quite sure To be quite terrified of anyone whose not like you Makes me question what you thought your life was for 10th May 2020