Unbowed
Anger seethes, it rumbles and roils
Fury thunders, bubbles and boils
I want to scream, I want to shout
I want to hit, to lash out
It’s driving me crazy, messing up my brain
Christ, why has this happened to me again?
I’m not a bad man, truly I’m not
I’m generally satisfied with my lot
Yet every now and then its seems
Something happens to crush my dreams
Not just once, but time and again
It’s enough to drive a man insane.
All I ask for is an even break
Just enough so that I can stake
My future happiness on a positive
So that me and mine can live
In relative peace and harmony,
Just how hard can that dream be?
If my luck’s a gauge, it’s off the scale
It seems that I’m set up to fail
By the Fates that deal out my life’s hand:
By which I’ll either fall or stand
But fickle Fate is the Great Deciever
Making a doubter of a true believer
I take one step forward and two steps back
Somehow always seeming to lack
That extra edge to make it work
God, I feel like such a jerk!
How can life be so crafty and conniving
To one who is only just surviving?
Copyright © Andy Morfett | Year Posted 2016
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