Poem: Who, What, Why?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  No Houses
Just pondering my long, strange trip

Submitted: December 31, 2011

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Who, What, Why?

Have you ever heard the saying, “Did anybody get

the license number of the truck that hit me?” Don’t you fret,

I know the who, and I know the what, but I don’t understand the why?

I mean, after all, they had to pry

me out of my truck when we hit head-on

It was touch and go there for awhile whether I’d be gone,

and for sure my life has been turned upside-down,

and I’ve frowned many a frown

How could she have not seen me?

I’ve tried, but for the life of me, I just cannot see

She got to walk away, while I took a ride,

my only time, in a helicopter; there was damage inside

my head, that I’m still fighting to fix,

I read back what I’ve written so far, and it ticks

me off; I HATE whining about a your own sad state of affairs,

Thankfully, these feeling sorry for myself sessions are quite rare

No, I’m just trying to understand a whole lot better,

sometimes these negative thoughts seem to come on unfettered

Maybe these words will possibly make somebody think

before doing something; this serves as a link

to my thoughts, at a certain moment in time

Just searching for any answers that I can find


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