Pray I Am A Giver Poem by Edwin Tanguma

Pray I Am A Giver



Pray I Am A Giver

When I was a baby
All life was fresh and new
When I was a baby
I felt a love so true

And when I was a child
Something got in my eye
And when I was a child
Quickly I learned to lie

When I was a young man
I did not give a damn
When I was a young man
I felt life was a sham

Now that I am older
I have a different view
Now that I am older
I feel I’ve paid my due

When I am a senior
What will I think of then
When I am a senior
What will I think of sin

And on the day I die
When I meet my maker
Pray I am a giver
Not a stinking taker

Edwin Tanguma © 4/4/2014

Friday, April 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: silly
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