What's Not Good With Me? Poem by George Carpow
What's Not Good With Me?
It was another man
With no tale
His bones turned into sand
And brains - to swale
He hurried nowhere
Keep standing still
He offered up a prayer
To gain the will
He made essential deals
But every failed
He had quadratic wheels
Be roughly nailed
He gotta live with soul
That bent the knee
So, why we keep on roll?
This man was me.
Chorus:
What's not good with me?
I don't know
Could aught make me become
Whom I owe
Can you find a key
To let me go
Could I cease to be dumb?
Want you to show.
I saw a tarmac road
Keep stomping bog
Felt like a slimy toad
A lousy dog
I got soaked to the skin -
It's raining hard
I won't ever win
I've no guard
Chorus:
You called me by my name
But was it mine?
You can me ever blame
That right is thine
I tried to keep on walk
And reach your hand
But what a funny joke
I spilt with sand
Chorus:
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4/27/2024 10:51:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You called me by my name But was it mine? I tried to keep on walk And reach your hand loneliness that can lead to depressive thoughts, strange experiences and a sense of loss and sense of futility, worthlessness. why i am here for. so many thoughts came into my mind as i read your poem. thank you dear poet. tony