Every now and then
I need to have
A good rant
What do you
Expect me to do
The world is
The way it is
And it's not always
To my liking
And to top it all off
There is diddly squat
I can do about it
I could buy
A punching bag
But I haven't got
The time or the energy
To take that approach
So every now and then
I need to have
A good rant
At least
Its kept me
Relatively sane
And from getting ulcers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm a big proponent of writing as therapy