Johnny Was, John Is.

Johnny Was, John Is.

A Poem by John Stussy

 

You see me as Johnny,

When in fact I am John.

There are differences in the two

You seem unable to comprehend.

 

Johnny was gullible,

Willing to trust.

He gave it automatically

And followed blindly.

A model Catholic to you,

Never questioning, narrow thinking.

 

John is on the wary side,

He’ll trust for a moment,

Then when the knife is drawn

He turns around, trust all gone.

Wary and friendly all at once,

He thinks for himself.

 

Johnny was a follower,

Didn’t have a clue

What he wanted from life.

He took what paths

Other showed him

And followed without a word.

 

John is his own person,

He thinks for himself

And knows what he wants.

He is not rich, nor does he want to be.

He is a poet and musician

And not a businessman in a suit.

 

Johnny was a boy.

John is a man.

Johnny was.

John is.

Understand?

© 2008 John Stussy


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Fred, George, Tom or Jim. I dont care what your called, I know who you are. YOU are a man. A man who carries the world on his shoulders and never lets it fall...even when his is crumbling around him. YOU are strong. So strong that you stood when everyone told you you should be down on your knees. YOU are courageous. So courageous that you face your guilt every day with a head filled with pride instead of self pity. YOU are talented. So talented that you could lull a livid giant to sleep with only a few notes from your sax. But most of all


YOU...are loved.


Amazing piece John.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Capiche.

The ever evolving self, the never stable persona, the maturity gained through years and experiences.

Very well worded and presented.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fred, George, Tom or Jim. I dont care what your called, I know who you are. YOU are a man. A man who carries the world on his shoulders and never lets it fall...even when his is crumbling around him. YOU are strong. So strong that you stood when everyone told you you should be down on your knees. YOU are courageous. So courageous that you face your guilt every day with a head filled with pride instead of self pity. YOU are talented. So talented that you could lull a livid giant to sleep with only a few notes from your sax. But most of all


YOU...are loved.


Amazing piece John.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well written, John. Those who read this have no room to question - boy or man. John is...... a man.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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