There's something quite evident
I am a product of malcontent
But I haven't been bought yet
I am out but yet I'm IN
Outback across the way
I AM
Out
Outback across the way
So you say I am paid yet I'm still enslaved
But well behaved haven't been across the tracks
Haven't been released nor relink quest
Nor have I been banquet
Out back across the way
For you throw and hurl sticks and stones
you crush me with intent on to my bones
Yet you have show me love
Of course why must I wear these gloves
Not gonna fight any one
I'm out back on the tracks
Not looking back
Freedoms got me bound
I am fine now
Out back across the way
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Eber & Wein Publishing poem submission
.January 12 2014
Categories:
eber, allusion, appreciation, change, community,
Form: Free verse
Wayward Fingers
My laboring eyes see all the right kees to get the leffers correct.
My wayward fingers do as they pwease~ A definite lack of respect.
I tell them over and ober again, it would be better to go slow,
But it's off they race, in the rong direction ~ yep, another typo!
They get me flustered and vexed, bye not heeding my commands.
If I'm eber to finish this ditty, I'll have to spank my own hands.
Communication twixt fingers and brain is a carastrophic confusion.
I'm stressed, feeling the tsrain, but amputation would not be amusin'.
Categories:
eber, silly,
Form: Rhyme