Buddy Bee Anthony

Silver Star - 3,511 Points (Portland Oregon)

I'm Glad My Mom Can't See Me - Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

I once was a young man
who life dealt a bad hand
and I've been knocked down to my knees
You've seen me in soup lines
I've fallen on hard times
I'm glad my mom can't see me

I sell pop cans and plasma
I'm scarred up, and battered
I ache from this life that I lead
I get my meds from free clinics
I'm warring with cynics
I pop some ah doze

'n' toke some ah deze

Got me a dog for affection
and sometimes protection
She's there through the night as I bleed
and I'm lookin for a way out
Might take that jump off the high bridge route
Maybe then I could get some peace and release
'Cause them town folk harass me
they grimace as they pass me



They have their opinions bout me
and it's free.
See, I served proudly, so boldly
but who could've told me
'bout the things
they'd order me to do

I killed men
I killed women
and even some children
while wavin the red,
the white over blue
These wars 'bout destroyed me

my country ignores me
what wouldn't I do for some
relief from the heat
My heart is abandon
I sleep where I'm standin
I'm glad my mom can't see me
I'm drunk and I'm dirty
I'm hungry and worried
I die every night in my dreams
It's barrooms and alleys
no peaks
only valleys

I'm just glad my mom can't see me
I once was a young man
who life dealt a bad hand
and I've been knocked
down to my knees
You've seen me in soup lines
I've fallen on hard times
I'm glad my mom can't see me

Vincent Johnson
&
Buddy Bee Anthony

Topic(s) of this poem: song


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 8, 2017


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