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A Poem: 2012 And Beyond

Updated on January 25, 2016

By the stream and beside only himself.

God still knows your address.
God still knows your address. | Source

Stumbling On.....

Christmas came before this year

filled with its joy, and cheer.

It took no Grinch, nor sense of fear,

to make it all disappear.

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Now rest ye merry gentleman,

let nothing you dismay, for taxes,

debt, and rumoured wars,

are threats enough that stay.

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No lack of challenges this year,

we've had them all before 'tis true.

No difference, Bud still makes that beer

For him, and her, and you.

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Elections come, and elections go,

though politicians seem to stay.

The wife out shopping to and fro,

takes care of all the pay.

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The team you wanted didn't make the bowl,

Those TV programs new,

have left their scars upon your soul;

subconsciously they stew.

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Suppose we take a moment's thought

of what we ought to do;

resign the job, shed all she bought,

on credit cards one and two.

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Head for the hills and hide out so

no mail can forward there.

The beard will grow, hair change to snow,

take food and more to spare.

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Next spring will come while you're a bum,

The wife will have gone mad.

The house foreclosed for no small sum.

The children call you "cad."

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From all that's past, you're free at last,

no matter what the mess.

Spring winds and rains can't change your caste,

just beware the I. R. S.

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A bum you're glad to be.

life's troubles are things of yore.

The cabin leaks beside the tree.

The stove smokes as before.

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The grub's run low, but now no snow,

You're feeling fancy free.

No nearby town to which to go,

No expression for your glee.

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And one thing worse: God sent the hearse,

you know that verse by heart,.

No one to cheer, no friendly ear.

No eulogy... just depart.


© 2011 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.




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      Demas W Jasper 2 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      winbo - It is never too late to say "Thanks!"

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      winbo 5 years ago

      well written poem like it and voted up

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      Demas W Jasper 5 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      I wonder? I thought of running away, almost did! Had I done so, I would have realized what I realize now: I would have ended up taking myself with me. Happy New Year one and all. The best is yet to come.

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      Sueswan 5 years ago

      There have been times I just wanted to run away from it all and never come back. :-)

      Great poem. Voted up and awesome.

      Wishing you all the best for a Happy New Year.

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      Rebecca Mealey 5 years ago from Northeastern Georgia, USA

      A very fun to read poem. I loved it. Happy New Year!

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      MissMelissaK 5 years ago from Stuart, Florida

      Excellent poem! I thoroughly enjoyed it. Thank you.

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      Beata Stasak 5 years ago from Western Australia

      Ran for the hills, but always came back...we do go in a circle, don't we?....but as someone says it is not so bad after all...it can be worse:)

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      P. Thorpe Christiansen 5 years ago from Pacific Northwest, USA

      I've thought about heading to the hills, but never got quite close. Like Clara have 3 dogs who need care--oh and a husband who would miss me or come along!

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      Clara Kish 5 years ago from Mt. Perry. Ohio

      Hi, I think you covered just about everything with this poem.I couldn't take to the hills, I couldn't leave my dog ,she needs me to take care of her , my son is able to take care of himself,he is an adult and not pampered like the dog,she follows me from room to room.A dog is a wonderful pet but one dog is enough at a time though . I liked your poem ,Clara