My Inner JobsA Poem by RonnieAfter reading a biography on the life of Steve Jobs I was inspired to write this pieceMy Inner Jobs It's
either brilliant or IT’S S**T! This product,
that product Pushing
the boundaries the
creative universe becomes insane It's my reputation I don’t
need to explain I'm
exhausted can't
drive Night
seems to suck the light entering my eyes I peel my eyes
open swerve
to avoid a car Life seems
precious I've
come way too far What
does the world see? That
apple in my eye You
can’t stop me from me
being me I’ll
beat cancer I’ll
request eternal life My eyes
are forced shut Oh
s**t, I became my own last thought © 2016 Ronnie |
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