John d Farley, ©, 2009.

www.johnfarlsbrunz.com, email; johnfarls@bigpond.com.

Orange people? I guess it's what you hanker too.
Ideology? Yes there is some conscious theory to a selected few.
But enough already of the philosophical rambelins'.
Let me get on with my poem, before the bureaucrats start scrambilin'.

Are you a Volunteer? A person of any gender, race or creed?
Then my place is your place, ‘cause society has this desperate need.
Need, he says, what's your story, where do you fit the credentials well.
Well folks, you can, and will be a somebody, enlist you time; let's see those numbers swell.

I joined the Mullumbimby Unit of the S.E.S. when me time was slack and no count.
No ambitions, no pretensions, full of baggage, and a nomadic tendency I had to mount.
What could I offer, what could they offer? Could I fit the bill?
What time wills I give, will I fit in, and have I got a skill?

Questions from above were soon allayed, again a volunteer, a new path I have laid.
Again you say? I'm heading for 34 years total, S.L.S.C, S.E.S, and the V.R.A.
Forgive my indulgence oh so vocal.
I am one of many dudes in your midst, who's need to help is focal.
Celebrate your precious time you are allowed to tarry, if had my time again, volunteerin' I would marry.

Well, that comment I pleads to be a total mind warp extraordinaire.
Flack, will be the consequence, and that, I will have to wear.
So let me clarify, you impending volunteers, think about the consequential outcome.
You want to be one of us, no probs, just don't expect an income.

God there is some good people out there, pretensions I have mentioned.
All they want to do is help other people; there income is their pensions.
Deliberation, yes my time has been impulsive, if you will... set in aspic.
Thick in the head, a little bit short on intellect, a fact that some will have a suspect.

Maybe you think I've been pushin' me barrow, and this analogy will be all about me, you suppose.
So it's time to tell, sorry folks, in trepidation, I guess I'm one of those.
No..., not one of those, an SES VOLUNTEER, IN CASE YOU MISSED MY MEANIN'.
But would it matter anyway, we all have a different leanin'.

Yep, out of the closet, you bloody beauty, the feelin' let it be.
You would be wrong you know. I have punched these keys to set my ‘boofhead' mind a'free.

Propinquity, analogous, I have used grammar and "Bushy' words at will.
Want to be a volunteer? Race, creed, religion, AC, DC, your presence and a worthwhile place you fill.
Be like me, silly old fart, no sense no feelin', no concept of fear and trepidation.
Just a cog in an international revolutionary wheel, the SES a volunteer organization;

but we are THE BACKBONE OF THE NATION.

John D Farley©, 2009.