Something I think of as I go through the day
Is life for us all set up the right way
Its like its always been but who can say
If we have got it all right
Earning and paying and keeping afloat
Pushing and ploughing, not rocking the boat
Trying to keep the wolfs from our throat
Why should life be such a fight?
Why it is seen that the more you spend the better a person you are
How can it possibly reflect your worth just cos you own a big car
Does having nothing yet still giving all show you are the bigger man
If so then why do the rich and reckless have all the fame they can
Why show another ‘star’ getting drunk or breaking law on the front page
And treat the babblings of some airhead celeb like they are great words from a sage
Its times like this I start to think
Have we already gone over the brink
Is the ship of life starting to sink
These thoughts run round my head
I should fight against it and try with all might
To see if I can help set it all right
But my enthusiasm just takes flight
I think I’ll go back to bed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another brilliant write, F Lemming! The last line puts the cats among the pigeons so to speak, hah! Thanks for your insight on life and 'fighting' to keep afloat! Nice write. Coll