Paul Buttigieg Poems

Fringe dweller no Christmas or New Year
That’s white fella stuff
So
Where do I go now
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They are all there
Every time I turn my head
I see my fears of paternal failure
I see my children crying
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I’ll see you on the other side
I’m sure
The side where none of the living
Have ever been before
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Did you not think I would get old one day
And worry

I might pass away
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Am I not all you wanted you western swine
I am Kim Jung Un Tarzan swinging on a vine
The greatest fashion guru of all time
Come on western girls I'm in my prime
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It's the President of the USA can you hear me Kim
Hello
Kim Jong UN
Can you hear me?
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I do not feel I have contributed
Much
Sometimes I feel nothing
I often just break down and cry
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The light was spectacular
The image was blinding
The window was shut akin the door
The room was moving clockwise
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I pulled into the river bank
A little kid was running around
No parent anywhere
So I didn't make a sound
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Life is your chance to speak
Your only chance to be heard
Unlike death where your voice has no power
And when life empowers you
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