Poem Of America Poem by Sam Byron

Poem Of America



I praise myself, and I compliment myself
Because if I didn’t it would never get done
My goals are set for myself,
My life I live for myself.

When I get this done, I shall not know
Whether I am green or I am seasoned,
If I am silly or I am scholarly
Time will only tell.

2
A simple world
Dead and gone,
In it’s place
War and depression
Happiness comes but once a year.

3
No one worries for, they are high on impudence
It’s why
Life and death
Are one and the same,
For every newborn,
A man young or old gives his life.

Some dance their way through life,
While others
Seem to meander along
Time is a seldom thing to waste
Yet,
Wasted it often it
is.
4
In life things happen
Some good some bad

We are all sandpaper,
We are all ice cream,
No one is all one of the same,
The acid tongue is quick to burn
While the reticent are faster to grudge.


We love and we hate,
We burn and we grudge,
We are one and the same
Yet we are different
What I think you have thought
What I do you have done.

5
We can choose to make it better
But we usually make it worse.

6
A relationship seldom lasts
Love
Takes work and time
Work we don’t because lazy we are
Kindness we don’t show for, it is seldom returned
The heart has eyes the brain doesn’t see through
Which is why love never works
The choice of the heart is often muffled
By that engine of the brain,
Divorce is no longer unheard of
In fact it is rather common.

7
I’ve lived with my life on hold,
My call being ignored just as yours
No longer do I know how to live
But,
Babies are still born
So a life of mere existence
Must go on.

8
We got to far behind
And worry too much
All the while worrying to little
The cycle never stops.
Therefore
My biggest smile
Couldn’t hide my despair
At the spring of hope that
No longer shows itself.



We insist on changing our ways
But, that is something we aren’t yet
Ready to do.

Our likes and dislikes clash
Like oil and water.
As much as we want to make them disappear and blend
They are still present,
That is much misery, caused in the world
Ambition can destroy or save
But, time will only tell.

We must do what we ought
Because it is our duty
But, what we ought to do is what
We don’t know

9
Why? How? When? Where?
Are all questions we must ask
In order to get answers.
Although,
Answers are often worse than wondering.

Wondering makes a good scientist,
And pressure makes or breaks their careers
Just as it does everyone else.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Allen Vinal 29 September 2008

What a deep and pensive poem, Samantha - well done!

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