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Old man
Contributed by
fanniesson
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Saturday, 25th April 2009 @ 12:10:42 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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Now Im that old man people look through
as if I wasnt there,
that seemed to come from out of nowhere
each night with that mongrel dog of his
dragging him on a clothesline leach,
ten minutes after tomorrows paper
hit the newsstand.
That old man found, eighteen days dead
rotting in his apartment,
whod picked his nose anywhere,
cried at the birth of his children & grandchildren.
Those that havent time to come visit.
While he waits for a pension check to show up,
in his twice broken into double locked mailbox.
So he could buy himself heart medicine,
ran out of a week ago.
Now Im that old man
The one I shouldnt have tormented
when I was a kid.
That old man who bother no one.
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fanniesson
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2009-04-25 12:10:42]
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Re: Old man
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 25th April 2009 @ 02:15:46 PM AEST
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your poems cut to the heart of social guilt, and that's what i like about them. a no holes barred assault on the conscience. keep it up sir.
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