Journey

I'm old and sick
I have a hard time getting around

I was born into poverty
I have travelled the world
"I started out with nothing
And I've still got most of it left."

I have been a drunk and a junky
I have been homeless
"I've done time for everything
except begging on the street."

I'm a sometime poet
A sometime song writer
I play a mean guitar (Taylor, PRS)

I have studied
Philosophy, History, Politics, Psychology, Math, Physics and more
I have loved and been loved
I have wonderful kids, kid-kids and kid-kid-kids
I have strange friends

I live in the ghetto with 20,000 traumatized refugees
The local gangs and the younger kids
Treat me as 'their' ancient geezer

Time is running out
On my life

What's not to love?




Poetry by Wumbulu
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Written on 2015-06-09 at 08:34

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
You have had a colourful life. That works great for poets.
2015-06-10


Bob
how true and anyway
why bother
life is life
the rest is not even in between

a "strange friend"
2015-06-09