Who Am I?

 

Who Am I?

 

I am born to this world a man

And as a man I shall leave it.

I worked my way through my early years

Thought I had the answers

Had more questions than I could count

Turned to music, then other studies

Tried to feed the hungry throngs pizza

At the noon time buffet

Made myself more useful

Making drugs in huge, huge vats

Shampoo your hair or your rug,

Mattered not, I stirred the cauldron!

Later, picked I the life I loved most

Into my ride, I’ll be your host

Your life to save, I do my best

And many I did, for that’s the test

Only those whose sand had crossed

To the bottom of the glass, now lost

To those we know

Although they go

We did our best,

Now let them rest.

Now from these sleepless nights did rise

Throngs of nightmares, surprised?

Now to cope these horrors I write

And send them here day and night.

This is my world, and I welcome you in

Sit a spell, let’s go for a spin!

Reviews

[Steven Williams]

Nice write, thank you for your submission. Great word use and depiction.

Thanks again,

~Stephen