Who Are You? Poem by John Shea
Who Are You?
To give me sorrow on her eve of death
To leave a letter on her dusty desk
Who the hell cares
Well I do
Who are you to flatter lies
While bald eagles and buzzards spatter the skies
leave me a message that makes some sense
Not a trap or a fence
Who the hell cares
Well I do
My life is hollow without her
Yours just might be the same
Fly like the eagle
Even when feeble
Who the hell cares
Well I do
String me up on an old oak tree
And I will sing you a song
For her you and me.
I lovd d quirky touch of dis jaunty poem. Yor style is awesome.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 5:21:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like ballads because they come straight from within; this is a ballad, even if you didn't intend to. fine