Paul Buckley

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Why Me? - Poem by Paul Buckley

All I ever did was be nice,
share my sweets,
never spread a rumour,
never hit another person.
What did I do to deserve this?
Is it just they way of society?
Why don‘t we open our eyes,
To the misery of people like me?
I just want someone to help,
but nobody likes to get their hand dirty,
everyone turns their back,
“Sure look, I’ve got no training”
“Can’t help I’m too busy”
“So, deal with it”
That’s not help, it neglect.
And you’ll ask why,
when I’m gone.
I told you, you didn’t listen.
Why me?


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 29, 2008

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