I’m the one who always handled
Blown away like Roman Candle
But I firmed It with the loss
Now I’m stronger than an ox
With my hand I know I’m able
To bring knowledge to the table
So you know I do not floss
Showing off I gave the cross
Got back up I had to do
Dusted off the dirt It’s true
Way she raised me and she praised me
Favourite colour navy blue
Sherlock Holmes I got the clue
And It’s stuck I call It glue
Call me crazy but not lazy….
Working hard I had to do
I’m the one who got me out of
From the troubles as you see….
Working hard It got me smart
Working out the number three….
Here In one life why not drop knife
Waste of life you want to be….
Laid example and stayed humble
But you never learned you see….
Here I am you see I’m writing
No backbiting and not fighting
Life Is precious make It ours
Need to shine I’m seeing stars
Got the strength you know I’m liking
Saw the viking did the typing
In my dream he showed his cars
Answered back by writing bars
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Comments (1)
very interesting; my mind often wanders is a variety of directions bouncing from one thought to another and yes, often lands on a crazy train of thoughts but not in the station I'd prefer. I understand your poem completely.