I have a bit of an
Akward shoulder

And it is a bit
Of a shame

But I cannot change this

So I walk around
A bit lame

And women ignore me
And I've learned
Not to really care

Sometimes human life
Seems alot to bare

No matter how much money
Or how popular you are
No one goes through this life
Without getting some scars

I read read a poem
On here
About people on little boats

Steering their
Canoes
On the lake of life

With their little candles
They had not lost hope

And so the globalists
Continue with their plans

And some of their 10 goals
Seem okay

And if these ******* get their way
They'll have a massive population reduction
I hope I never see the day

And it seems
It won't be long before

Our normal American life
Completely fades away

And so I steer my little boat
Do not rely on the strength
Of your own self

In Him I put my hope