Just hanging on and passing the buck

Went to college at two schools in PA. Really went to school to be a teacher was nine classes away but no luck. What can a fool do but write on. God bless all those who have touched me.

There is only one noose waiting

on the wooden stage

to be placed around my neck.

A villian.

Somebody really operating

under the microscope

of a good twenty associates maybe more

who influenced me in their lives.

Most of them still with a heartbeat,

and here I am trying to alter

the courses of other people

as well in hope of some change,

but I do not have that classroom

I wished for some years ago.

All I have is this computer

and my own legs and mouth

and my own rights and beliefs

hoping, just that something sticks.

That something will latch onto them

and maybe in days, months, years later

they will remember

something I shared with them

and they will say,

"Oh yeah, he was a good guy."