I have trouble with myself
For as I look out into the world,
I see lives being saved,
Changes being made.
Scientists discovering,
Engineers building,
Inventors inventing--
And all I have to offer
Are a few sad poems,
Pathetic,
Fragile and bony,
Just like the hands that make them.
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 1:44 PM UTC
I have trouble with myself
For as I look out into the world,
I see lives being saved,
Changes being made.
Scientists discovering,
Engineers building,
Inventors inventing--
And all I have to offer
Are a few sad poems,
Pathetic,
Fragile and bony,
Just like the hands that make them.
