all my days

06/10/2013 18:57:24

Thinking of my own self
Lacking all the good wealth
Feeling poor today

How can I refuse that?
That which is with me
All of my days

Should have taken the right step
Nothing but the left step
Tied with both feet

Hungry has I have been
Buying all the wrong food
In each and every way

Why do I do it – there’s nothing to it
It comes in its own easy way
Sit for moment - thing for moment
That’s not likely to stay

I was dealt by my own hand
Playing in a strange land
Bragging it all the way

So now it comes again- that cackling hen
Crying doubt in my mind – I stumble on
Living where a life gone
Hoping to find…………..me