Beat Against The Flow Poem by S.W. Clark

'twas twenty years ago
when things went well ya know
I beat against the flow


'twas feeling like being me
not like other folks ya see
but it was me ya know
cause I beat against the flow


Life was hard and alone
my friend, a dog and bone
and the only place to go
was to beat against the flow


So to be yourself down here
the wind will blow ya dear
up a river called Life ya row
and the way is hard 'cause lo
ya beat against the flow