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The Future Is Here Today

written by: Paul Anthony Obey



Pills for this, pills for that,
As the Worldwide machine marches on,
The future stands still, how very old hat,
How to feel, where has all the time gone?

Man was never designed to walk on the moon,
Conspiracy is quelled with much silence,
We all die in the end and it’s always too soon,
As the future marches on, in our absence.

Paul Anthony Obey

Paul Anthony Obey

The author, Paul Anthony Obey, born in 1970, is working class, brought up in a working class family and has raised a working class family. Married to a proud New Zealander, Nicola, they live in the North West of England and share 4 children; Ryan, Hayley, Bethany and Seth, one of each from both.

Paul has worked within the Social Housing environment for all his adult life in one guise or another, but has recently decided to write full time to share a view and hopefully inspire reaction in others to take another look at life, beyond the confines of self, question the generally accepted truth and make the World a better place for everyone. One step at a time!

My work is dedicated to all of those who believe in what I am trying to do and to some of those who don’t yet get it.
Paul Anthony Obey

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