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  1.  Life on Earth



Here I Am
by Dawna Lynn

Wednesday, December 27, 2006
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This is a song I wrote and it is in Chapter 11. Chapter 11 is dedicated to the elderly. The song seems quite harsh, but to say it any other way would not be the truth. I have lived it with the people in nursing homes. Too often, this song is very true . This is a true story in song.

ďHere I AmĒ©

 

Spoken in rap

Hey, why did you drop me off here at this dump?

Leave me, kiss me for what I thought was a loving kiss.

But little did I know it would be the last kiss you ever gave me, the last Time I would see your beautiful face, the last time you would touch me. Hey, why?

Hey, now Iím pissed. Iíve been dismissed, Iíve become a statistic, this is No shit. This is all realistic. This happens everywhere you go.

Dammit, what the Hell is wrong with you people out there? What the Hell is wrong with you all? Do you not know that we are people too? Do You not know that youíll get old someday? Someday you going to be Here. And you know what? Wait a minute, wait a minute. Stop the music, Stop the damn music.

 

Music stops, silent during this speech

Okay, change of plans!

 

Music switches to another musical background

I make the calls around here. I am the parent. Dammit.

Okay one more time.

 

Spoken in rap

Hey, why did you put me in this nursing home, and leave me to be here all alone?

Hey do you know what my day is like?

Hold on, Iíll tell you what my day is like.

My day, it goes something like this:

 

Sang in beautiful voice

I wake up every morning, hmm, what to make of my day,

Wondering if someone will visit me, come my way,

Wondering what youíre all doing at home,

Thinking how Iím all alone

 

Spoken in rap

Hey, why did you do it, did I have no rights?

Hey, do you know what my breakfast is like?

Really, do you know what my breakfast is like?

Itís not breakfast in bed, let me tell ya

It goes something like thisÖhoney

 

Sang in beautiful voice

I go to breakfast with a tear in my eye,

As I begin to really cry,

My memories flooding through my mind

Of how I now am left behind

 

Spoken in rap

Dinner has passed, hey, supper has too.

A month goes by and I havenít heard from you.

You live only blocks down the road from where I live,

Where I live, called the nursing home---honey!

 

Spoken in rap

Hey, what are you thinking?

Do you know what I think?

I think of you every blinking minute, hour of the day.

Minutes, they become hours. Hours become days.

And days, well, they become years.

 

Sang in beautiful voice

I think of you every day and night

I cry myself to sleep, then comes morning light.

I wake up and another day of gloom,

Wondering if youíre going to come soon.

 

Spoken in rap

Hey, what am I going to wear tomorrow?

Hey, what am I going to wear today?

Iím running out of things to cover my bare ass,

As you didnít even send me a birthday present.

Huh, I donít own a damn thing!

 

Sang in beautiful voice

I have no clothes of value to wear.

I donít even have any underwear.

I canít escape, even though I have tried.

Sometimes I wish I would just die.

 

Spoken in rap

God help me, help me please!

Please just answer this one last prayer:

Bring me to my family, the family that I once knew, or thought I knew,

Or please just take me home. Yes, please just take me home with YouÖplease!

 

Spoken in rap

Hey, where are you, are you ever going to come?

Hey, at least you can see what Iíve become.

See, Iím still alive and hanging by a thread,

But you act as though Iím already dead.

Sounds like the old and the restless, huh?

Well, this is really the days of our lives.

Sound funny? Huh, well guess what, guess what.

Iím alive and well, well, mentally I am, my mind still works, but guess whatÖÖÖ

 

Sang in beautiful voice

Here I am. I do have a name?

Do you ever think of me, or am I your shame?

Itís hard to go on when you feel estranged,

But this is my life just because I have aged.

 

Spoken in rap

Hey, you going to get old someday, huh?

What are you going to do then?

What is there to do? Where am I to go? Where will you to go?

Iíll tell you where I have to go - the same place you going to go.

See, we all age, we all get old, they say, ďWell, if weíre lucky,Ē ha,

The joke is on you, hmm, not really, the joke is on meÖ

Yeah, the joke is on me and all us old people out there!

 

Spoken in rap

Listen very carefully, does this not sound like the young and the restless, You, of course, being young, me, of course, being restless?

Wouldnít you be restless too if you were me and had nothing to do?

You know all I do is walk around, look around, you know, I donít have Anybody. I just have the staff that work here. 

Half of them, huh, they treat me, hmm, alright,

The other half, yeah, the other half, well they treat me like shit,

But even though they treat me like shit, they are here, so I respect that

But you are my family and I would like to know, where the Hell are you?

Yeah, where the Hell are you?

Are you still there? Do you even really care?

You know I loved you and needed you, youíre all I had

For you I was there and now my life, itís in despair

Do you know where I am? Iíll tell you where I am

 

Sang in beautiful voice

Here I am, can you feel me?

Do you ever dream of me, my face can you see?

Do you remember me as this is why Iím here?

I guess, because my memory has failed me, dear.

 

Spoken in rap

But hey, you know what? I remember things, as I remember you.

I remember your first word, your first step, your first I do.

Iím still here; right here, right here where you put me

But do you remember me? Oh God, does anybody remember me?

 

Sang in beautiful voice

Oh, I can remember you clear as a bell.

Not seeing you makes me feel like Hell.

I bet I get some flowers though, yes I bet I get some flowers.

Where, when, how, hmm?

 

Spoken in rap

Guess what? Iíll just make you think for one moment;

Where would one get some flowers, when nobody ever comes to visit You?

They donít send you a damn thing, they donít even call!

So, tell me, where would one get some flowers?

Huh, did you have time to think?

Huh, letís see here, one more time, did you have time to think where one Might get some flowers when nobody ever gives a damn?

Okay, give up? Iíll tell you where:

I bet I get some flowers, yeah, I bet I get some flowers all right,

Flowers bought from my own damn estate, as those flowers will come From the day you bury my ass.

But to you, Iím already dead, am I not right?

Huh, a little harsh, maybe? Well, where are you?

Because guess what, here I am.

 

Sang in beautiful voice

Here I am, all alone. Oh, here I am, full of pain of sorrow.

One more time: Here I am, and for me, oh, and for me

There may not be a tomorrow.

One more time: Here I am. Oh, here I am, All alone, oh yeah,

Here I am, all alone.

 

 
 

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Reviewed by Phillip William Allen 12/27/2006
Though the plight of parents dumped because of kids who forget that without them they'd be nowhere is a serious one, and though well thought this pen/song is just too darn long. Fewer lyrics with stronger words would accomplish the same.
Reviewed by Paul Berube 12/27/2006
Dawna,

Very sad song indeed. Makes you think, especially at my age, if I'll ever have to go through that. I sure as hell hope not. I've seen many people in the situation you describe and it's absolute fact. Bless You for bringing out the awareness.
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