Your Euphoria and Despair
YOUR EUPHORIA AND DESPAIR
Sad a*s of a f**k
Do not know anything about making love.
Struggling just to maintain a lifestyle.
Making sense is a useless try.
Now you want to stand up for a cause.
The streets have been your life since bicentennial.
In the marching band, you performed.
Making the streets your home.
I hear your trumpet playing.
I have seen your philosophy of life as is.
You always keep a positive mind-set.
You still believe things will get better.
Happy goes lucky.
You are the gambler.
A card shark when you score.
You know your way around.
That’s for sure.
Never a day goes by that you are not out in the world.
And, when night falls you have found a safe haven.
Your knowledge is acumen earned.
Play your trumpet.
Blow your horn.
Your philosophy of life has brought you many triumphs.
This is your euphoria and your despair.
I commend you for being out there.
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Written December 02, 2015!
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