Poetry: For Fun, a Little Spout Off From a Sad Sacked Poet
By Sinbad the SailorMan, 10th Jul 2010 | Follow this author
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Poetry for fun, a little twist to sad sack poetry, that is often times found in abundance from new poets and writers a like.
Back to My Future
Everything remains the same
The birds still sing and fly
The sun still rises
And it still falls, then sets
The tide still rolls in
And it still slips away, everyday
This earth of ours, it is
Such a well oiled, machine
Still to this very day
Flowers sprouting, blooming
And then dieing
If only I could, I would
But, everything is still
The same for me
I am lost in history
“Ours”
That was my worst subject in school
History
I hated it
It always implied
That things were over and done
Like where we are today
Although it was our future
I was looking into
And yet
I don’t know where
That little monkey came from
Or where he, went
But, if I ever track him down
He is a goner
Because, I have a banana
And a bullet, with
His name on it
Bad, monkey bad
I’ll beat him to death
With his own damned wrench
Oh well I’ve a history to get over
For it’s back to my future
With out you
You do know
That I still love you?
Don’t you?
A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man
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