Into this world I was hurled,
The strongest sperm They say,
Always makes it through.
But looking at me it should have,
Turned around and swam the other way.

Yes into this world I was hurled,
I wish my mind could be unfettered.
Or at least unfurled,
An unencumbered mind would be fine.

This world is more than I can take,
I truly believe I was a bad mistake.

If I should die before I sleep,
There's no need to flap.
Would you wake Me up,
So that I could take a nap.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-06-05 at 01:15

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arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
Feels like one of those days. But despite the quandary of inner turmoil this verse finds a haven in the hearts and awareness of all that chance upon it. It appears that in our connection with others, however momentarily, there is a shining moment that bears testimony of there being good in this world, that glistens against in contrast to the madness we of late have found ourselves in. The maddened world does not tarnish the value and essence of your person. It may be titled 'extraneous' but it feels essential. Here's to better days ahead. /Rik.