Wish I Could Make It Better Poem by Carmen Cilla Cook

Wish I Could Make It Better



Wish I could make it better
A mother tells a crying child, with a scraped up knee that’s bleeding, it’s okay though never mind.
Wish I could make it better
Says your best friend from your school, when a love has ripped your heart out, and you just feel like a fool
Wish I could make it better
As you’re given out that grade, at your academic campus, right in front, on your parade
Wish I could make it better
When your packing up your things, sorry bout the layoffs, it’s what recession brings
Wish I could make it better
Laying silent in the ward, after having lost that baby, it is the wishes from our lord
Wish I could make it better
When you’re walking out that door, to another place to live in, cause there’s no love there anymore
Wish I could make it better
No I can’t afford that phone, when your maintenance doesn’t get there, and your sitting all alone
Wish I could make it better
Like when family starts to blame, as you bought it on yourself now, cause your reasons were so lame
Wish I could make it better
When you finally see the light, and you shut out all the problems, and you know that you are right
Wish I could make it better
For the ones who need to see, that forgiveness is the answer, it comes from you NOT ME! ! !


16 May 2011

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Carmen Cilla Cook

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Woodville, South Australia
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