Why I Like Me

There are all kinds of people, wondering, why I like me. When looking at others, this is what I see. Smart, dumb, disabled and gifted, each looking for the way. Rich, poor, young and old, trying to live another day. Killers, stealers, bookies and thugs, knowing their deeds are wrong. Lawyers, judges, police and priests, making rules that don't belong. Strippers, dealers, johns and pimps, their lifestyle is in every town. Racists, sexists, abusers and perverts, with understanding nowhere around. The Panthers, Bloods, skinheads and gangs, and there's the Klu Klux Klan. Crooks, thieves, rip-offs and cons, that's what defines, the dishonest man. Extreme Right, Liberal Left and the media lies, not caring for other's need. Hindus, Christians, Muslims and Jews, all pushing their religious creed. Directors, reporters, editors and anchors, spreading stories that aren't true. Blind, crippled, deaf and dying, all wishing their problems, happened to you. Poets, writers, artists and singers, no longer explain the life story. Principles, parents, teachers and coaches, seems to have forgot their true glory. So, with an open mind, a caring heart and a longing to be free. You know it's really no wonder, Why I Like Me. Carl Wayne Jent