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Sunday, March 28, 2021

 


inundated with this deluge
this morass of hurt and pain
I'm seeking some refuge
wishing I could change the game
it's not all hearts and spades
there are diamonds we seek
but troubled clubs get in the way
so much social disappointment
heartbreak is what I say
this too real sci-fi tale
so many broken people
it seems that we have failed
on my daily wandering
I sometimes think
midst all my pondering
I've lost another real piece of me
all the best years of my life
seem far behind me now
this grinding life with all its strife
binds me to the past somehow
reminding me of who I was
making me who I am in life
constant struggling here and now

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