First Person Poem by Chan Mongol

FIRST PERSON
Poem by Chan Mongol
September 09 of 2021


Now, I cannot, I do not go that far;
If I do not know them, the matter!
If I smell no pet creature there;
Where lives only the impolite tiger!
No more risking life, why bother?
Why in the desert, as a day dreamer?
Something has to be for me, better;
When me, as a voyager in that far!
I am a homebound lazy man;
Life shouldn't run without a plan.
Let me catch up the lost trip;
In the comfort of my own sleep!
Foolish soldiers were hypnotized;
So, they got the honor but died.
And I want to be my own man;
To write last stories, by own pen.
They are always takers, not givers;
Takers are now blushing as winners.
So, I decided not to live in pain;
I need me, not another captain!
At the cost of me going out of Order;
I took risks to do them great favor.
For them, I am a loser in my trying;
Aged man is now repenting, crying.
It brings bad luck when freely serve;
Help elders, youngsters don't deserve!
Elders said, they will hurt whom you help;
As a first person, take care of yourself!
He who helps others free, just suffers;
Undermined even by advantage takers!