Say Goodbye Mr Wrong. Say Hello Mr Right (c)-2017
                Poetry  By Michael D Dowdy

I believe ,love's not supposed to feel like this
it should come naturally & painlessly
not rushed nor difficult for you heart to handle
it shouldnt hurt , it shoulnt make you cry
- day after day
-night after night
baby, we both know- that aint right!


Girl, you would be , so much better off , without him
pack up his  things, take back your keys
show him the door
say goodbye to mr wromg
say hello to mr right
say goodbye to mr wrong
say hello to mr right


if he cant or wont want  to try
- -to make you happy & safe
it's  time to rethink all of this over
how many times,will you cry, yourself to sleep
why do you cry, pretty. heartbroken lady
before you get rid of this selfish, egotistical creep?
tell me , why do you put up with all of this misery?
say goodbye mr wromg
say hello -mr right


Girl, you would be , so much better off , without him
pack up his  things, take back your keys
show him the door
say goodbye to mr wromg
say hello to mr right
say goodbye to me wrong
say helllo to mr right

As the sun sleeps and the stars starts to play.
I cant hear a noise and this place is free.
I remember you when silence strike,
And piece of a busted street light,
Blink like your eyes.

I find my self at peace in the middle of the night.
These cats are free,
I'm counting them one,two and three.
l own the street,
And my shadow can't find a beat.

I felt connected to every car chasing.
Like those little kids laughing.
But i can't hear them singing.
And i can't see a real smile shining.
They're not hiding maybe they're just sleeping.

Dreaming awake,
Walking straight.
Watching buses in the streets,
Hoping i could see you.
Waving hello.

Helllo midnight,
Why i'm so into you?
Do i need to worry.
Even if its just me,
And you.

I had dreams when I was a boy
I thought I’d grow to own the world.
I wished I’d known
What I know now.
I would not be where I am now.

I could have grown up to be something big.
Instead I’m asking questions to the wind.
And it goes on.
Like the birds will always sing.
I’ll go on
Like I knew I’d always be on my own.

Helllo are you listening?
Hello is anyone even there?
Are you out there or am I talking to myself?
Can someone please tell me?

Am I alone?
Or is someone by my side?
Can I just known please?
The comfort would set me fine.