It's been predicted, eons past, That come the latter days, People will search out others Whose similar viewpoint, plays . Whether truth or lying, It's what they want to hear, It gives them 'feel good' factor From stranger, friend or peer. The place where I'm residing, Retirement home, no less, Some folk act, like they have power, They think they're 'it', I guess. Just recently, one res'dent, Too young to be ' inmate ' He acts as if he OWNS the place, Makes some of us irate. He thinks he has some special jobs, That won't be carried through Unless he gets to perform them all Gives him something to do. At 4.00p.m. late summer time It still is fairly light, He started pulling down the blinds, As if 'twas early night. Aft' chastising him openly, Nurse did agree with me The blinds, he raised back up again, So everyone could see. Soon aft., at nearby table, 'Twas heard, my name, mentioned, His table mates, condemning MY actions, d...
Poetry I have composed throughout the years. Some specifically for people, others for printing in anthologies