Jay Moore Poet Quatrain

No Meds

I was off my meds
And bouncing off the walls
Cops showed up, Maybe the feds
Said they'd received many calls
Yelling at people I didn't like
Nothing was said back, Good choice
My confused anger did spike
I made sure everyone heard my voice
Cops want to give me a vacation
"If you come you better come deep"
"I will let you feel my frustration"
Some will be injured, Most will weep
When they blinked with hesitation
I pulled a Houdini, And away I did creep

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Charlie Smith October 29, 2018 at 1:29 PM A better life through chemicals Jay, take some more pills, and lets hear the flip side... Jay Moore October 29, 2018 at 4:42 PM I'm on a wheat and barley diet at moment brother. I'm still halfway in stealth mode. Haha

Jan Allison October 29, 2018 at 3:49 AM Such a sad scenario Jay, mental illness is so misunderstood and when meds aren't taken it can have such a detrimental effect sometimes with devastating consequences. Hugs jan xx Jay Moore October 29, 2018 at 7:27 AM Right you are Jan! In this type of situation, Understanding was not going to be an option. They didn't even care. Thanks for your understanding view.

Quoth Theraven October 28, 2018 at 8:26 PM Hi Jay, Your poem reminds me..I never want to mess with you! Anyway, I hope your week-end was okay. I like to listen to Willie Nelson on Sundays. That man can preach to me anytime. -Richard Jay Moore October 28, 2018 at 10:04 PM Richard I don't even know where you live. .Haha. I do love me some Hank. Thanks for thecomments