WHO ARE YOU?
I have been asked this question many times and I have been dealing with some real issues lately so, I sat down today and in a few minutes, I wrote this poem.
WHO ARE YOU?
I've been asked this question many times
By young and old alike
So I thought I'd write some answers down
In this poem of my life
Born in nineteen forty four
The smallest of twins was I
The doctors had little hope for me
In a short time, they said I'd die
I made it and I grew up poor
On a farm that my mother had
I worked very hard all my life
My best friend was my dad
I married young, nineteen years old
A dad before I was twenty
There was no love in her for me
And the tears I shed, were plenty
I tried to make the marriage work
But, it ended in seventy two
I became and addict to booze and drugs
And I became a Biker, too
My life has been filled with sadness
Never felt loved by any one
I tried to be a friend to all
Then came the death of my son
I've never been through something like that
And I never want to again
Part of me died that July day
My emotions went into a spin
My heart was genuinely broken
Shattered like the finest glass
Each broken piece had memories
From then, back to my past
So, here I am in my sixties
Not worth much to any, I know
But I keep reaching out to others
With my heart, as only I know
To say a word or touch a life
Dry the tears of those who are sad
To encourage the broken hearted
I know how it hurts so bad
Love is like a great King's fortune
Its' value, only known by few
So realize what my heart is saying
When I say that "I love you"
My pen writes, what my inner self feels
Like blood from my heart, love flows
Rejected by some or misunderstood
But, by action and words, it shows
So again, my heart is broken
By neglect and a word called rejection
A feeling that has haunted me, all my life
No kindness, no love, no affection
So, now as I face the future
Though my face shows a smile, not a frown
I've been in this "Play" of life too long
They can bring the curtain down
I tried to show I had purpose
All the years, God knows I tried
But, I guess as the Bikers used to say
"Man, it's been quite a ride"!
Written by Oldbiker
9/29/2010.
WHO ARE YOU?
I've been asked this question many times
By young and old alike
So I thought I'd write some answers down
In this poem of my life
Born in nineteen forty four
The smallest of twins was I
The doctors had little hope for me
In a short time, they said I'd die
I made it and I grew up poor
On a farm that my mother had
I worked very hard all my life
My best friend was my dad
I married young, nineteen years old
A dad before I was twenty
There was no love in her for me
And the tears I shed, were plenty
I tried to make the marriage work
But, it ended in seventy two
I became and addict to booze and drugs
And I became a Biker, too
My life has been filled with sadness
Never felt loved by any one
I tried to be a friend to all
Then came the death of my son
I've never been through something like that
And I never want to again
Part of me died that July day
My emotions went into a spin
My heart was genuinely broken
Shattered like the finest glass
Each broken piece had memories
From then, back to my past
So, here I am in my sixties
Not worth much to any, I know
But I keep reaching out to others
With my heart, as only I know
To say a word or touch a life
Dry the tears of those who are sad
To encourage the broken hearted
I know how it hurts so bad
Love is like a great King's fortune
Its' value, only known by few
So realize what my heart is saying
When I say that "I love you"
My pen writes, what my inner self feels
Like blood from my heart, love flows
Rejected by some or misunderstood
But, by action and words, it shows
So again, my heart is broken
By neglect and a word called rejection
A feeling that has haunted me, all my life
No kindness, no love, no affection
So, now as I face the future
Though my face shows a smile, not a frown
I've been in this "Play" of life too long
They can bring the curtain down
I tried to show I had purpose
All the years, God knows I tried
But, I guess as the Bikers used to say
"Man, it's been quite a ride"!
Written by Oldbiker
9/29/2010.
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You are a lovely soul, old biker. Please continue to take us for our rides through your life.
I\'m glad you\'re back.
This is beautiful! You are worth more than words can ever say! Keep your beautiful spirit going, Biker! You do God\'s work, and there ain\'t nothing wrong with that!
This is such a great poem. You are very talented.
My sister\'s daughter passed away in 1978 in a car accident and 20 years later in 1998 she lost her son to ALS (Lou Gehrig Disease). I always believed that she was such a brave person. She passed away in 2004. For the past couple of years I\'ve had my own share of heartache as our only child is now in prison. He became addicted to Oxycontin, etc.... You can read my profile for more details. My son has become a good poem writer too since being in jail/prison.
I\'m sure you\'ve helped out a lot of people. Keep up the good work!
Georgia
You know how I feel about everything. I am glad you shared this poem with us and I know you are struggling. You are always in my thoughts and my prayers and I am here for you......... Love you Pee Wee
I just read your poem and I am speechless. I wish I could write like that. I too know the rejection and depression thing all to well. They have been my constant companions for many years. Can\'t say that I like them nor do I even want them around but I know that my dear Lord has planted my feet on solid Ground. He will lift us up both you and me and bring us in to victory. Much Love, hugs and prayers, connie
Pee Wee, tears are in my eyes. I wish I could just hug you,please don\'t feel sad, I know losing a child but sweetie we lost them to the King. The Lord loves you and so do I. You are a great preacher and pastor, don\'t let you past ruin your present, use it to glorify God. Turn your smile upside down, YOU are a child of the King also, one day SOON we are gonna meet in the middle of the air! Till then Know I am praying for you, love~~~Debbie
Thats brillant , thanks for sharing.
You have my full attention after reading this poem. I always thought you were a good guy but more than that, you are one of a very few of the male gender who could write their feelings as honest as you have in the poem. I admire you for sharing your innermost thoughts with us. God has blessed us with your friendship. Truly your friend, BarbaraWawa