Jesse Ellsbury

Rookie - 0 Points (March 23,1982 / Washington D.C.)

Old Man Bad Luck - Poem by Jesse Ellsbury

I keep trying to do things right
but things always seem to do me wrong.
My eyes, they are open but only see one way,
Old Man Bad Luck comes from the other side

And I am just so tired of being sidelined
by circumstance and people who have sold their spines
for a little bit of convenience, is that worth the price
of your soul rotting like some forgotten vine?

I know that this will end someday
with me lying prostrate, unable to say
you’ve won cuz you haven’t, no, you’ll still remain
on a planet so riddled with evil it makes
the Devil seem like God.

I know I’m complaining about things I can’t change,
people make choices without taking aim
of who they’ll hurt in the process, they never take the blame,
life should be enjoyment, it shouldn’t be a game

where you brag about your salary, someone always makes
more than you do, I’m looking for a place
where I don’t have to hide who I am while my words go to waste,
falling on deaf ears, I still hope that they’ll say

he tried to be good in a bad world,
each of us is a flag, we should be allowed to unfurl;
small minds yield small profits, what could we expect
from idiots too myopic to ever accept
some people see things they cannot.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is actually a song, but I hope the lyrics will stand on their own. Feel free to tell me if they don't.

Comments about Old Man Bad Luck by Jesse Ellsbury

  • (7/30/2013 2:37:00 PM)

    A powerful poem or song it stands up well either way.
    I like the lines each of us is a Flag we should be allowed to unfurl.
    Very good Jesse!
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

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