Climb My Way Upstairs Poem by Mark Heathcote

I am not a board game
I am no snakes and ladders
But inside me, I know
What truly matters?
I am not a banker
Neither is I a vampire
But both are no better
Then one or the other
I am not an atheist
Neither is I a priest
But both will have no answer
When they leave in a hearse
I am not a politician
Neither is I a diplomat
But both have sown immense sorrow
Daily creating some shifty, avalanche.

I am not a thief
Neither is I a charity
But one day, I'll wear a wreath
And die someplace quite happily
I'm simply a poet
I whisper sweet nothings to the wind
But don't quote me
Because I can blissfully sing!
I am not a sharp dresser
Neither is I a ladies man,
But I know I'll leave this dark seller
Climb my way upstairs
I am not a board game
I am no snakes and ladders
But inside me, I know
What truly matters?