A Poetryman Ditty
Road Taken
I thought I'd write a poem so everyone could see
What a silly, silly man, I have have grown to be.
I've pissed away my savings and thrown my assets in the sea
Now I want to travel but can go only if its free.
Once more to see the sights is a worthy goal
before my time to be expires or illness takes it toll.
To find the means to meet my wants and fulfill my bucket list
would be cause for me to smile and make my eyes to mist.
It's said the world is there to view on the Internet instead
if only that would satisfy, my hunger would be fed.
I have the want to touch and feel, in person, one might say
as no substitute for real exists, no matter what you pay.
Each day that passes while I whine is surely wasted time
losing opportunities as I compose this rhyme.
Perhaps to stand on a corner with my hand held out
Eventually to make my gains but taking years without a doubt.
Make lots of money faster, that is what I need
A gentle lie, a look of pain, a claim of mouths to feed.
I could fool them into thinking that I am destitute
so to hasten my worldly bon voyage they should contribute.
I suppose its time to come to grips with the reality
that no matter what I try, its just not meant to be.
So unwillingly I stay at home to find some bliss therein,
solice in the memories of those places where I've been.
"Perchance to dream" the famed bard he once wrote,
and "I'll be back" from Arnold I will also quote
good words for life, goals to follow 'til the end
A dream journey to anywhere I want until I begin again.
FIN
PS......I'll send a postcard to all signed... "wish you were here".
