NEWS FROM POETRY: THIS BE THE VERSE

This Be The Verse

BY PHILIP LARKIN

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.   

    They may not mean to, but they do.   

They fill you with the faults they had

    And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn

    By fools in old-style hats and coats,   

Who half the time were soppy-stern

    And half at one another’s throats.

Man hands on misery to man.

    It deepens like a coastal shelf.

Get out as early as you can,

    And don’t have any kids yourself.

🙈🙉🙊

So gloomy, but I can see where it comes from. A disillusioned soul.

  Don't have  kids if you are going to be neglectful or add more misery to the world. We are quite miserable enough as it is.