Christopher Flaherty Poet Free verse

Uncle Just Play Court Jester

No one tells me anything

For fear I think

Of my brittle nature to the
cold heart truth being exposed

As obviously better than I
they know me

And what fickle nature consumes
my soft underbelly and wafer thin skin

How I take every little setback to heart

And that I simply can not rest knowing
someone i love 

May rest just as uneasy as I now do
knowing what we both know

And no amount of pretending the
problem does not exist

Will make the problem or this
sinking feeling subside or go away

Maybe that's why no one chooses
to tell me anything at all

Because although I may wish I can
not solve other people's problems

Fact of the matter is in reality

I can barely solve my own

And will probably only end up making
the problem ten times worse anyway

And besides that i am supposed to
be the fun one

Uncle Just Play Court Jester

Who tells cheesy stupid childish
jokes in order to make light
of just incase any dire grave situation
should occur

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David Kavanagh October 5, 2021 at 2:38 PM Christopher when grown men go into battle, and face almost certain death they talk about the most silly and vague things to take their mind off a doomed reality, truth is none of us can solve other peoples problems, but we may be able to take their mind off it, by making light of the situation in an understanding way, cheers David Christopher Flaherty October 5, 2021 at 2:54 PM Indeed Sir If the story of the 3 Wise Me Were set or to be cast today . You would most definitely not have to audition for the part. Ireland's Got Talent