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LOST (SINGING MY SONG)
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COUNTRY POEMS
I was lost.
On the way home.
I felt so alone.
Oh, where oh where had I roamed.
A phone with no answer.
I just sing my song.
I had a choice of a way to go.
In my head, there was no voice.
Oh no!
I am to go where?
It was worse than losing on a horse or
not winning a bear at the county fear.
I just sing my song.
I went right which I found was wrong.
I just walked around and around.
In my head, the clock went ding dong.
I wish I was home in my bed.
I just sing my song.
I walked by a video arcade, and
I heard the pinging and the ponging.
My mind feels like it is going to fade.
The forces of uncertainy invade.
I just sing my song.
All the streets look alike.
It is not neat.
As do the kids on their bikes and trikes.
The teens play basketball with their shoes called Niks.
They discuss the scores.
In the stores, I hear the people talking.
I just sing my song.
In my head, there is a gong.
A gong of bells, more and more.
This is not going well.
In a sports game, the losing score.
I can hear the loud roar.
I can hear the shut of the door.
I just sing my song.
A message of help, I send.
There is nobody to respond.
Of this, I am not fond.
I just sing my song.
I really feel sick.
This is not a good magic trick.
An ocean commotion.
A boat that is getting tossed around and around.
A boat that is no longer afloat.
I just sing my song.
It was a trip that took a time long.
A slap on the lip.
A bitter drink sip.
I should have gone left.
Left was right and a delight.
Left led to the train, and no pain.
Oh, I just sing my song.
Yeah, I just sing my song.
