A Vagabond’s Tale,
At the gates of silence.
Revealed?
These words are inspired by my own experiences, strength and hopes.
A decision to apply to volunteer in the UK, this information was passed on
by a Childhood friend, in Brittany, North of France, where I come from.
Agreement signed to volunteer for
An organisation supporting people
With Learning Disabilities and
Mental health issues.
A brief account
Of my Arrival, and of this year’s
General topics in the realms of
Politics, the mainstream, and last but not
least, homelessness suggestions
And dealings by the establishment
At that time, the outcomes.
The Drama of Life and its Humanity,
Civilisation and their state of Affairs.
A right to Live, active to contribute
To society and the community.
Application or not to get a decent shelter.
My dear Honourable friends,
Please do reflect, reading
This article.
Do you know Who is out there?
It is 1993. Listening to my own Thoughts,
Remembrance of my Twenties.
Documented and Filed in my Deep individual
consciousness or even perhaps, in my
deeper unconsciousness.
Of the Phases and the Phrases surrounding
my own decision, and arrival as a Community
Service Volunteer, (CSV)
In Barking, Essex. Time of Service,
365 Days. Another Adventure.
Shores of Portsmouth Harbour to
Brentwood, destination by Locomotive.
First Class, please. All of this Journey,
From Brittany, France. On board.
Passport, Sealed, Signed and Delivered.
A Gentle bow to greet my Future.
‘Tis was Evening, April Dusk, all clear.
Greeted by a gentle Lady, in an Essex
Station, to commute to my Lodgings,
All inclusive, I was ready for a good rest,
well deserved. Slumber took me over,
in Dreamlands realms. A vagabond’s
Reverie.
Refreshed and Awake, I was picked up
by the same Gentle Lady, whom introduced,
Your humble scribbler, to support the staff
And its residents on a weekly basis.
What an opportunity and privilege to do so.
My Linguistic, yet, to improve. Events of
Recollection of Classified and Declassified
Files, The winds of Change.
Wikipedia.1993 in the UK.
Resume of Events, an Education.
You may say!
Known mainstream facts as follow:
.Elizabeth ll
.Prime Minister: John Major.
.UK Parliament:
House of Lords.
House of Commons.
Dear Lady Diana, filing for Divorce,
And withdrawn from public affairs.
Rise and fall of Unemployment,
As the economists warned us.
Stephen Lawrence death.
Violence in the streets, still?
The Queen announces open doors
To the public at Buckingham Palace.
First time. Cheers!
Channel tunnel opening 1994.
UNISON. Trade union is formed.
M15. James Bond goes public.
Department of Health, waiting,
the list reached one million.
The Queen speaks of her hopes
For peace in Northern Ireland.
Breathing in, Breathing out.
Relax, NOW? My dear readers!
Oh, no! Part two is coming.
Homelessness policies in 1993.
My dear Ladies and Gents.
Honourable Minister of Housing?
A simple reminder that rough sleepers
Are humans and individuals too? A fact.
Additional measures in place. Millions of
Pounds to be spent. Deadline? What?
Are you really serious? Politics. Sighs!
Reality…evictions, families cannot pay
accommodation rent, council or private.
Dear chancellor of the exchequer, golden
Coins to boost the housing market. Really?
A deadline to spend the cash? Did I hear that right? Unfortunately, oh yes.
Consultation with Voluntary Organisations
To improve their policies? What is this fuss?
Local authorities and police, monthly review?
And marital breakdown in the picture, alas.
Head of the house, rough sleeping. Fact.
To provide permanent and affordable Housing.
An ongoing problem. Receipts, please?
And life goes on. But always remember,
This shall too pass.
Gratitude to you all.
Y.C.G
