I'M Confused In My Thinking - Poem by Francis Duggan
Confused in my thinking no surprise in that
At times such as this I do envy the cat
Curled up on the sofa snoring in her sleep
She does not have any worries or any promise to keep.
Confused in my thinking that's life one might say
And though the sun is shining it is a nice day
I am not what one would call a bundle of Joy
It has been awhile now since I laughed like a boy.
Confused in my thinking I feel a bit down
I do not spread joy when I walk in the town
I feel like a loner when I'm on my own
And apart from society I seem to have grown.
Confused in my thinking of late I feel that way
For all of my sins to karma I must pay
In the Autumn of my life and my better years gone
And only the will to live helps me to keep on keeping on.
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