Good Things Poem by Tony Noon

Good Things rose too late
for the morning news round.
Maybe they weren't invited.

Experts and Influencers were
left to improvise, filling screens
everywhere with their agendas.

While the echoes reverberated,
good things kept on happening
under the radar and out of sight.

All over the place people received
welcome news and won praise and
billions of transactions were carried

out satisfactorily and in good faith.

Tony Noon