Treasure Island

Lawerence Mize, Sr.

(October 29,1949 / Baltimore, Maryland)

Bo Bo

When I think
Of things I've done
Battles fought
Yet never won

Just a shell
Marking my time
A wasted life
Such a crime

Images come
Images go
Left so empty
Feel so low

So many things
I could have done
Seemed I was always
Just on the run

Old and broke
Alone in a chair
Beaten down
Devoid of tears

Added the days
To the tallied years
No laughter, no joy
Just nagging fears

Fears of dying
Hanging around
If only I could laugh
I'd be a happy clown

Submitted: Wednesday, April 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013

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While talking with a co-worker who was having problems I thought of how sad he must be. A large man who wore suspenders to hold his pants up, he made me think of a sad clown. Later on I started writing this poem Bo Bo.

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