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Just Wait |
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EagleScorpion Senior Member
since 2000-03-08
Posts 1644Here, Now, Forever 
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Just Wait By Joseph Knob It shouldn’t have turned out like this It pains me now to see How so much in our world went wrong A now unpleasant place to be What happened to the dreams I had What happened to myself Why do I feel so helpless now With loved ones fraught with failing health Why do I cry myself to sleep And scream so loudly at the sky Why do I have to work each day Wishing all along to die It shouldn’t have turned out like this Something just went wrong This country rots from inside out Consumerism sings it’s song Everywhere this day I turn They try to sell me more things yet They try to take the hard earned cash I gained through tears and blood and sweat They do not care about me Or you, or anybody else The only thing they worship now Is money on their bloody shelves One day you just might understand To suffer is to live With no social security For us, or for our little kids What, if anything, will save us Why are we so filled with pain What happened to the love God gave us Washed away by winter’s rain Where, I ask, is our God now? does he have anything to say? To those he has neglected for so long And to this bitter day? Perhaps, we’re just not listening, To what the good lord has to say. Perhaps all this is one big game Maybe our dreams come anyway Maybe our dreams shall all come true When we reach the afterlife Where we sing and dance and fly Away from this land where we all died However everywhere I go, I see people who don’t care For anything but their bitter selves At me they frown and stare Perhaps, I just don’t know them Perhaps, I don’t even know myself Perhaps, they all be Angels In disguise and in good health Things will change, and change they must I hope you are prepared For things that happen, they shall happen Bring it on, for I don’t care, but care I do, and I’m not scared, If I shall die, I will die proud, If I’m to fall, I shall fall true “I have won!” I say aloud Live and learn then, life goes on Under cold and distant skies They shall tell you life goes on but, my friend, I wonder why. CONFUCIOUS SAY: YOU STAND ON TOILET, YOU HIGH ON POT! |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
waiting... nice poem. -GIS Praise the eternal reign, the Father; Jesus Christ; and the Holy Spirit. |
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