Ode to you wonderful Juju.

Ode to you wonderful Juju.

A Poem by Lee W. Deason

Close enough to stand and watch everything else fall away.
To far to be seen as clean, I have been more unclean than you want to know.
It does not mean you would be free of hypocrisy to point a finger.
Living every day like I am an underestimated punchline in the stand up act of society.
Never leave a tip if you leave with a half empty drink on the table.
What a struggle right?
I mean you wake up and there goes the apparatus that was standing the night before.
You look at it and think to yourself how could this happen?
Then there is Karma standing there saying
" I am sorry, I didn't know. Wanna go play tag?"
While saying this, Karma is looking like a six year old child.
Of course Karma always wins this game of tag.
Well at least most of the time Karma will catch up to you.
Anyways, just take this shot from the other side of the isle. Alright.

Dear Karma,

To you I give my a*s seeing as how you will have it served on a silver
plater anyways. O yes, thats right one other thing. Karma you blow.

Sincerely,
Lee W. Deason
P.S.
Tag! Your it sucker.

© 2008 Lee W. Deason


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Added on February 13, 2008