The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Friday, January 20, 2012

White X Mas Blues

What was your name
And what was your time
I missed to say
You were not genuine
I liked your hand shake
And your hugs were friendly too
But what about that comment
You made about you know who
I liked that you were honorable
And you made perfect sense
To be intelligently designed for life
It was always to be your fence
But today I stand firm
That your worth is less than some
As I look for my Tunnel Vision
And find that you are none
So good for your day
That you hate the Month of May
And good for your soul
That life is not for you

1 comment:

  1. I wrote this poem about some people I know who simply do not like life itself. Sad.

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