My Problem
Yeah, I know,
It's "My Problem"...
No sweat to you...
Even though I might beg,
For help or advise what to do...
I'm cut off from the internet...
My last human link...
With my good poet friends,
Guess I'll just mix a drink...
Kind'a sad,
I gotta' admit....
When those I've helped,
Suddenly seem fit...
To ignore my calls...
Who gives a s_it...
You'd tell me to just join Yahoo,
But I don't know how,
With no internet connection...
I'm "having a cow!!!"
I sure tried reaching you,
You didn't pick up,
Suddenly I have no phone service..
Now what do I do??
And all the meds I need...
Suddenly my card is not honored...
I can only guess New York State...
Has decided my life to terminate...
Sure makes for a great day...
But I've got more to say...
I gave you a good lump of money,
Not too far in the past...
Said use what you need...
I think it should last...
Never thought I'd have this problem...
Another warning I failed to heed...
I still believe, I still trust you,
Maybe aliens have invaded,
And you know not what to do...
But for heaven's sake...
Don't know how much more
Bad news I can take...
Seems a cesspool of misfortune...
Is swimming around in my air...
How much, my God,
Am I supposed to bear?
I was once a man...
Of substantial means...
But find them now...
The Twilight Zone, it sure seems
And with my health failing...
Falling apart in big bits...
I feel hard pressed...
To hold on to my wits...
Even my remote did desert me,
I cried as I search...
He left me one channel
He left me in a lurch...
And when it seems...
No one gives a sh_tz,
I start to find,
Some scary angry head fits...
My pen has worked long...
And hard, be assured...
Fought off mental demons...
Hence, I have endured...
But betrayal, or indifference,
Bites one so hard...
There's no way in the world...
You won't wind up soul-scarred...
All I can say,
Some should be...
feathered and tarred..
For those they have marred...
Hope this never happens to you...
But if that should come to pass..
Just call me, I'll be there
My love will always last...
But, now, if you get a chance,
Please tell me what to do...
You know how to survive...
You know I idolize you..."
t
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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