The Same
Clark Steven Lupton
January 17, 2005
In the same hospital the two babies were born
On the same day in December, which made them Capricorn
Bob was a cute baby and Belle was even more
Their parents lived on the same street; in fact they lived next door
They went to the same school and were always together in the same class
(Belle was always the first to know when Bob passed gas : )
When one was absent the other one would feel amiss
They had their first experience of sharing their first kiss
They were always in the other one’s house so together they could play
And they were always completing what the other started to say
They liked the same books and liked the same TV shows
And got the same grades because they knew what the other knows
They both were the valedictorians on their graduation
They both said, “Greetings,” for their salutation
They were their high school’s Prom King and Queen
And they were at their happiest that they’ve ever been
But then for college Bob moved away from Belle
Life away from each other became a living hell
Everyone was different and no one was the same
Bob felt alone and lost his direction and aim
He didn’t like the other girls and he missed Belle’s kisses and hugs
To drown out his sorrows he turned to drinking and drugs
He became unkempt and grew terribly thin
From abusing alcohol, cocaine and heroin
He had insomnia and was sleeping late nights
He couldn’t keep friends and got into fights
His eyes grew bloodshot and he often wore shades
And was kicked out of college for failing grades
He was on a hard mountain to climb
And so moved to the big city to start a life of crime
But even then his luck was bad
After a year he pondered the life that he had
He used to have a good life he had it all
Then he moved away, which began the fall
He missed Belle, his only best friend
And without her he was ready to make it all end
Bob was feeling lost and destitute
And would end it all but first visit a prostitute
He knocked on a reputable call girl’s door
But when it opened he forgot what he came there for
“Belle! What are you doing here?”
“Oh Bob! I’ve been here a year!”
“Oh my God, so have I
Has there been another guy?”
She was quiet so he said, “Well?” and then he shook her
“Bob, I’m here because I’m a hooker
There have been guys; in fact there have been lots
But it’s always been you in front of my thoughts,
“Remember when we were the valedictorians of the high school grads?
Well now I have 3 kids and they have different dads
I flunked out of college after you left
And I had no means of support except prostitution and theft,
“The way my life turned out got me thinking
And to cope with the pain I got addicted to drugs and drinking.”
Then they looked at each other and let out an acclaim,
“Look at us now, we’re still the same! :o)”