Beyond the Poetry

11/5/19 "Beyond the Poetry" Grew up on country roads that were dusty And bumpy When I was a dummy My life was crummy Experienced it first hand, didn't just study Life's a trip and at times rather funny But it also got rather ugly and bloody Days weren't always sunny Couldn't stay comfy, or rely on being lucky I'm hungry Mind on money My eye on women, but they don't notice me No matter what I do, still they're not noticing Handled, what life dealt me Cut off, what wasn't healthy They kept trying to tell me That I was supposedly living how I was suppose to be Or so it seems Lonesomely, woe is me For too long, I was using copiously Living uncontrollably Just after the highest potency Always knew, I didn't have a high status socially I try to support products that are made locally Paying my respect to where I'm from I may not be as young But I'm still one son of a gun Like none Last name is Ogletree Looking beyond the poetry On what's important, I'm focusing There are things you do or don't see Not just about me, I'm talking globally My actions now are notably done nobly and heroically If only more did too, instead of boastfully You must be joking me if your knowingly Harming this planet, then I'll take you out ferociously Soon death approaches thee Since there never could be diplomacy I've got no time for hopefully I'll get it done, stoically In this world, I'm invested totally