Sometimes Poem by James Casey

Sometimes

Sometimes when I'm quiet some think that I'm upset
But I close my eyes and wish good things while trying to forget
I envision all the dreams, I have, and try to sort them out
To figure out why I'm here and what it's all about

A lot of times I'm talking just to cover up my fear
Of showing any emotion or even shedding a tear
I have no sense of humor that lets me think like this
Why can't I just be left alone in my bit of quietness

I'm left to think about the day both happy and so sad
Some of it makes me smile but most just makes me mad
I look up at the sky and ask Him why does He let this go on
Why all the pain and suffering from what seems like dusk to dawn

The dying in the service with lives that were laid to waste
The smell of death, that in my mouth, leaves an awful taste
The boy that rose to heaven because of careless play
He was too young to ponder where life would lead some day

At times I get so angry that I shake my fist at Him and shout
Please stop the madness that abounds and take away my doubt
I want so much to care and bring peace to this warring place
But all I see is bloodshed in the dreams I can't erase

Jim 1965