7 (A poem)

IMG_1029Too lazy to have a fashion sense

Too poor to have the time

Too proud to make recompense

Too guilty of the crime


Too sick for the day

Too cheap for medicine

Too blind to find my way

Too far gone in my sin


Too damn lonely to care

Too cold to be warm

Too bald with no hair

Too afraid of the storm


Too loveless to love

Too bitter to hope

Too violent for a dove

Too upset to cope


Too exiled to have a land

Too isolated for a people

Too weak to take a stand

Too drunk to be stable


Too hopeless for a future

Too skeptical for a fraud

Too alive for the vulture

Too dead for a God


Too breathless for life

Too wrong to be right

Too impatient for a wife

Too engrossed in plight

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