Bob Gibson Poems

Lost in a world I call my own
Alone in a place that I called home
Loneliness in a crowded room
An empty heart, smells no perfume!
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Its Autumn now and its the season
I'm getting old and there's a reason
Were casting off our summers bloom,
Amongst falling leaves I feel in tune
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The cold north wind blows her hair
Pounding waves crash the air
She stands alone, looking out to sea
A girl! in abject misery
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I was only two when she taught me, how to have a pee
I was quite happy with my nappy! I guess that's womanly!
Stand up straight and listen, point Percy at the pot
Use both hands, lean forward, blessed by God, your not!
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Way below the city street
Where rats and the down-an-out do meet
The homeless, junkies, tramps and kids
Heating food on dustbin lids
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Its started of coarse, its the way of the future, but with remorse!
Men are not needed for the production of child, random egg selection is running wild!
Sperm banks display, their eggs guaranteed, no weaklings, only male, dominated, seed!
They have developed with mixed DNA, the brains of Einstein with no radio active decay
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There's a shadow on the water, and I'm reminiscing of my daughter
As the moons silvery fingers casts its shadows beneath the tree!
The shadow it gets longer, the more I sit and ponder, I cannot help but wonder
If the night will set her free
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I want my Dad! i started to cry
why did he have to go and die?
Christmas without him is not the same
i need someone to take the blame!
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Buried under ivy, behind a garden shed
i came across a rocking chair, painted shocking red
the legs were loose, the back was broke, it was in a sorry state
the seat broken in three pieces, was holding up the gate
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Emptiness, that bridge to far, I've tried so many times to cross that bar
I've tried my best, even bought a friend, but that proved fruitless in the end!
time and age are against the old, younger people are bold! I'm told!
relentless each and every day, they all pass by and go on their way
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