The Thinker? Poem by Gordon David

The Thinker?



Although I’ve got no scope
My thoughts are full of hope
That some day I will cope

I’m a thinker, a hopeless thinker
And I think, when I can
I’m just a thinker, a lonely thinker
And I think, like a man

You may deem my thinking’s not so tough
Some days when I feel I’ve had enough
I come here and read all of your stuff

I’m a thinker, a desperate thinker
When I think, I think I can
I’m a thinker, a forlorn thinker
When I think, I have no plan

There are days when I’m feeling down
On days when my face wears a frown
I visit the best site in town

I’m a thinker, a simple thinker
Why I think? Because I can
I’m a thinker, a private thinker
And I’ll think, without a fan

There are moments when I’m sitting here
Thinking about all of my worst fears
All this thinking brings a flood of tears……..

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