A simple song, written at the stroke of midnight GMT on New Year’s Eve 2010. It wasn’t meant to be depressing, though it’s certainly not a cheery festive little number…
Ten Years of the 21st Century
I say goodbye
To two thousand nine
And twenty ten
Is coming in with a full, blue moon
So that was then
And this is now
And there were times
I wondered how I would get through
Ten Years of the 21st Century
It wasn’t all it was meant to be
Long years of war
Ending in poverty, that was
Ten Years of the 21st Century
So I say hello
To twenty ten
It couldn’t be
That bad once again
And this year’s coming
It’s gonna be new
The moon is full
It’s also blue
Ten Years of the 21st Century
It wasn’t all it was meant to be
Long years of war
Ending in poverty, that was
Ten Years of the 21st Century
Posted via email from Dean Whitbread


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well said and well sung Dean! Cheers to brighter next ten years!
Happy New Year, Dean.
Things sure have grown funky.
Happy New Year, Dean.
Things sure have been funky.