All at sea

I thought life was all about chasing women,
Until I got robbed by a lady.

Then I thought life was all about money,
Until I saw an old woman leave her riches
For her cat.

Then I thought life was about
Taking drugs and getting high,
Until I was locked up by the police.

Then I thought of working hard,
And I saw my self pick my first academic award,
And my dad whisper to
His friends for the first time,
That's my son, am proud of him.





Poetry by kayce
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Written on 2006-11-02 at 18:46

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Dejan
Congratulations!
I really enjoyed reading it.
So lively and wise.

Dejan
2006-11-07


David Hazell
Gutsy and 'feeling' rich. Excellent piece.
2006-11-02


stevelee
I think this is a fantastic poem, I love the brutal truth within it. If this poem was a film , there wouldn't be a dry eye in the house,with that ending. superb. Steve
2006-11-02