This week so far, is not so good,
My plans aren't going as they should,
Whatever I hope will go my way,
Must be ‘put on hold' for another day.
My Housing hasn't yet been sorted out,
However I rave, however I shout,
Those Council Chaps seem not to care,
But to threaten them ~ I do not dare.
My new Client is now on line,
To start with him this week, is fine,
Provided the tools to do his work,
Are sent by the suppliers, ~ I'll not shirk.
To turn around my finances will not be easy,
The thought of failure makes me feel queasy,
But, given time I will succeed,
As long as I'm determined, I'll proceed.
The final straw occurred today,
My Disabled Parking Badge was delayed,
The Form submitted was lost in the post,
I think I might as well ~ ‘Give Up The Ghost'.
Copyright (c) Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 16 January 2006
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem