Present Intense - Poem by Dawn Ferrett
When everything seems to go horribly wrong,
And the walls of doubt start to close in.
The days are too short, and the nights overlong -
It can really make your head spin.
'Cos there's too much month at the end of your money
You're unable to make both ends meet.
The bills come at once, and it just isn't funny
When to pay 'Paul' you're forced to rob 'Pete'.
The distant light viewed through a long dark tunnel
Is, in fact, an oncoming train.
And your brolly transforms itself into a funnel
The moment it pours down with rain.
Then, just when you think it can't get any worse,
And believe that good luck will prevail,
You find out you're under some terrible curse
As your roof blows away in a gale!
You hear people talk of those clouds, silver-lined,
That float in the sky overhead.
Yet you can't help the feeling that they must be blind -
That's not silver they're lined with - it's lead! ! !
My advice in these times of extreme tribulation
When 'The Twilight Zone' mirrors real life,
Is to see the absurd side of each situation
And to scoff at the source of your strife.
This won't make your problems just disappear
But will lessen their grip on your heart.
It's the best way I know to dissolve the fear.
You'll have strength then to make a new start.
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