The Plans Poem by Billy Loving

The Plans



Down the road I go
Which path I take, I don't know
This life rolls on and on
Wondering where my friends have gone
I look to the east, I look to the west
Contemplating what direction's the best
Seeing my brother filled with hate
It's source, I contemplate
It's neither here nor there
Ceasing to care
Boy not wanted
Mind not haunted
Phone rings, is it for me?
Not bothering to see
As I talk to my sister
I wonder if she's the trickster
For years not a sound
This continues to confound
After years of misuse
And constant abuse
What about my needs
As the anger it feeds
To be liked, I don't care
I wonder if they are aware
Seeds of hate they continue to sow
Their motives, I don't know
The monster they try to kill
To love and be loved, that is my will
Their jealousy and pride
Is what will decide
They think they will defeat me
As they continue to mistreat me
My unyielding resolve
Is this the problem, they can't solve?

Friday, December 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: angst
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Wes Vogler 08 December 2015

Damndest Haiku I ever read (And I don't read Haikus... Sudoku is enough for me) Quite vehement. I used the expression lone engine companion for my computer today. Does that make me the lone arranger of verse and rhyme?

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