Were I A Horse I'D Be Put Down Poem by Francis Duggan

The disks in my back they are aching 'tis not very pleasant back pain
From long years of physical labouring even financially I did not gain
Suppose I am like many others one more ageing crock of the Town
I'm lucky that I am a human for were I born a horse I'd be put down.

I'm one of those under achievers for my time I don't have much to show
My parents would not be proud of me but where they are now they won't know
Whether I be successful or not so all is dark and quiet where they lay
In the cemetery in view of the mountain by my old Hometown far away.

Trying to live up to the expectations of others is not a very good idea
But then suppose we all are different and we look at life differently
Were I born a cat, bird or a dog perhaps I would be put to sleep
Though human life not highly valued and some even see it as cheap.

The disks in my back they are paining no doubt the results of wear and tear
And were I to dropp dead tomorrow not many would bother to care
Society sees me as a loser and I'll die a stranger to renown
Though I'm lucky that I am a human for were I born a horse I'd be put down.