Six Feet
SIX FEET
Six feet under,
Still thinking about one thing or the other
Judgement day looming behind all I ponder
Was the only thing which makes me wonder:
The thought of years of blunder
And divorce between I and Brenda
Is a life dissipated and gone down yonder
Which finally and forever tore us asunder
A curtain-call through the aid of murder
Was sadness and weakness that struck me like thunder
Now, what shall I render
But to wish my path isn't trodden by my brother.
If life was worth it, I'll have dreamt another
A wish as wishful as a castle in the air I won't bother.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
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Copyright © Victor Immanuel | Year Posted 2020
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