Rest in peace..

HEAR, HEAR—!

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I think am dead

But daily am fed

Too much time I sleep

But I can’t even weep

Always I feel so numb

Even when I hit a hump

Hugging my pillow

I am a dirty fellow

Always in my bed

Like my car in shed

Some ask me my wage

Followed by my age

I think, for their daughter

They do all this slaughter

I have an empty pocket

Time flies like a rocket

At home, am a worry

No answers ,but am sorry

Do this, do that

Always they pat

I tell them, time will come

Thatway I convince them

They do what they do

But upto nothing too

I have lot to worry

Which I try to burry

Thank God!! am healthy

Someday I will become wealthy

Now I stay at home

Just to help my mom

A teacher stuck online

I will be her…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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