Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 15
There is no malice
Hidden in my words
Truth be told though
- He is not okay

He is living large
Within his own mind
Back to his heyday
- The 1980s

But he is living it again
Where he was 'kinda' on top
- And

Had the public a bit fooled
- Wildly wealthy
Was the phony claim

He recently explained the
"one rough hour?' needed
- He's not healthy

If friends and family really cared
They would get the poor man help.
We do not have to agree.  We can still be fellow poets.  Yet, if we care for others, we help lift the fog which holds good minds down.
S R Mats
Written by
S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
34
     Cloudydaze and Jeremy Betts
Please log in to view and add comments on poems