Poem – Joy: Lost and Found

By Will Turner

Poem – Joy: Lost and Found


Something’s distorted

The newspaper reported

Executive pay

A thousand times minimum wage

‘It’s what I’m worth’ say

The kings of the day

While toilet cleaners

And hands making sweatshop sneakers

Keep the world turning.


Shallowness is the new disease

Accessing what we want with ease

Seeking deeper truths competes

With breaking news and celeb tweets

Beauty queens on digital screens

Keep men eternally in their teens

And make women feel ugly.


There’s been no progress

In Canberra or congress

Where short term decisions

Outwit long term visions

And election results read

‘A plague on both your houses’.



The young lady opens a letter

Three years a war refugee

Living in rural Australia

Congrats on perm residency

Up the road is a struggling farmer

Wireless on as he cleans a silo

My crops might have failed for the past three years

But thank heaven it’s not Aleppo.


In the school yard the boys’ fight is over

Shirts torn and faces dirt-ridden

As they each learn the valuable lesson

Of forgiving and being forgiven

Upstairs the teacher inspires

Though doesn’t realise her impact

Explaining the twentieth century

And humans remaining intact.


In the psych wing of the hospital

A glimmer of hope begins

In the mind of a suffering soldier

Whose problems aren’t with his limbs

In the east wing of the hospital

A newborn child cries

And like they did in Bethlehem

Mother and child meet eyes.


Will Turner

Minto, NSW



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