Deep Depression Poem by Kassem Oude

Lucky was I in giving top
Would make all around happy
My soul gave to last drop
Greedy to serve the progeny

Full time work over's in fields
Satiate fourteen bellies assure
Stationery tuition all needs
Efforts blossomed people secure

Soon conquered me sad a wave
Naught the life worthless living
Soul would die the brain rave
Span I was near death brink

Not lost all still life hope
Helped me on daughter'n wife
Keep it alive I did cope
I should live booze by life

Equity's give and take
Only giving could choke soul
Adjusted I balance plaques
Borne anew sane and whole.

11/30/2008