This anthology started in May 2004 when William Walker McKenzie woke up on his birthday and had a Damascene moment. He said to himself, “Willie, it’s your birthday, get up and write about the concept of time”, realising that he, and the world, had indeed wasted this precious commodity.
A chain reaction began ending with this collection of poems covering various topics over the next 15 years. The poems were not planned as such but were impulsive, based on the world landscape at the time. Some poems are nostalgic, perhaps due to the 74 years that make up the author's age, but overall, he has made comments/observations in areas which he thought needed addressing but this anthology is not exhaustive. If nothing else, the author hopes that potential readers will see some of their own thoughts expressed here.
Selfish youth, one-dimensional, fraught
Befogged future machined-gunned with doubt
But sustenance given, high standards taught
Butterflies, via chrysalis, soon break out