I Wish…
Wish I did have Superman’s powers,
To see through the wall, I would not then cower,
Behind closed doors, my computer my link,
To an outside existence, comes and goes in a blink…
Time is fleeting; we have heard it all,
No chance we do have of climbing the wall,
Fearful though I may be, no place for me to crawl,
Wish just once I had the courage to go to a mall…
So many faces, so many smells,
Too many faces, to many Orwell’s,
Too much for my meager brain to process,
1984 come and gone, I cannot deal with the world in such a mess…
Camera’s portraying the world at war,
Mostly showing what I find to be a bore,
Frightens me it does right down to my core,
Wish sometimes I could move on, but I find that I am too poor…
Even with my dog, I seem to find loneliness,
No body to talk to, no one to listen to my regrets,
No emails coming in, no letters nor calls can I receive,
Wish I do from this life of pain and torture,
I could be given a general reprieve…
© ed ~ 8/26\04
Love Tinka
TRASK
Can understand the rest of this rant, but, please, Ed, don't go to that mall whatever you do. I've been avoiding them for years now.
me, too...hope your problems are little ones :)
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
enjoy your writes--and you :)
affliction (like me)...I'll eat Bambo's horns!
Please read my articles on them...here on the Den...I
think you may be pleasantly surprised at their content.
BTW...I am in this same kind of mood today...and understand
you thoroughly.