The Journey Poem by Gordon David

I should not have to explain
Why I show no restrain
The law has now been passed
All the *stuff* I've amassed

Somewhere gathering dust
Wondering who best to trust
Once bitten, twice is shy
The truth you can't deny

A slight imperfection
Just one more correction
At first I was impressed
By the lights of Budapest

A journey through my mind
Can sometimes be unkind
Searching for some sanity
And found no humanity

Things that one should protect
Nothing's ever perfect
No more brain cells shrinking
Cut out late night drinking

Life is gone in a flash
A rocky journey, still we slash
Some day I may come back
Try cutting yourself..................................... some slack