it could have happened to anybody
it could have happened to you even
but it happened to me, of course
on this day, one of those black days
but how to turn black into white?
how to turn night into day again?
change bad luck into good luck?
how do i pull away this dark curtain?
it could start like waking up too late
a hole in a sock and none other clean
grabbing a button missing shirt again
and where did i leave my keys?
rushing to get back in sync with time
running toward todays destination
to be trying and looking and feeling
for a wallet while crossing the street
ignoring the sound, the shadow
of that large truck approaching me
so please tell me really quick how
do i change this day of bad luck
'Bad Luck Day' © 2013 Rob Knetsch
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem