I might be,
So down, but never out.
Poor indeed, but not of love.
Existing, but not really living.
Your father, but full of hate.
You might be,
On top, but not of the world.
Laughing, but not happy.
A success, but not excellent.
A drunkard, but of divine water.
We might be,
Brothers, but not in Christ.
Chatting, but fighting at heart.
Planning now, unaware of later.
Breathing now, but pulsing stops.
And the music continues................
26/1/2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i enjoyed reading it, good write indeed....its definitely not 'the baddesst words in the poetry world'........you realy made me laugh by that comment......ha ha ha! ! !