Wednesday, June 29, 2016
Song title: “A walk
on the monopoly board (using real money)”
A
salute to the GenX highly-educated precariat* (with apologies to John Schurmann
and Redgum)
Mum and Dad and Caro came
to the auction round the corner
It was a long way from the
quote
My place was next to be
tarted up and sold
And baby-boomer neighbours
lined the footpaths as we* cringed against the fence
This photo from the
auction shows us shocked and scarred and lined
God help me – I was
already forty-nine
And can you tell me, tradie,
why I still can’t get to sleep?
And why the sound of
auction clapping chills me to my feet?
And what’s this regret that
comes and stays, can you tell me why it grinds?
God help me – I was
already forty-nine
* Or is it only me?
