Feeling Like a Man, Thinking like a Child

heart is searching for the answers
when it should be the brain doing the work
feelings of a grown wanting man
but a child's mind reaching thru the murk

rainbow's colors blinding the naked eye
living in a dreamscape of the future
throat goes desert dry as I begin to cry
in this grown up game of tug-of-war

like curious George wanting to know
swinging on this vine of aching love
questions should I stay should I go
looking up but nothing fom above

never wanting to cause a bit of pain
looking for a sunbeam through the rain
I must be crazy have I gone insane
rose sunglasses and a pearl white cane

this piece of work cannot explain
the consequences that come to mind
if I do this wrong can I do this right
feeling like a man thinking like a child    

Gomer LePoet...