I once had a thought,
That turned into a seed.
I hope one day that seed,
Will believe in me.
But if not..........
So many times.
To see if it's
Still me.
There really is
No reason.
I do it,
All the time.
I bleed; I sneeze,
I even go for a wizz,
Just to prove to myself,
I really do exist.
Why?
I don't remember,
Why,
As my eyes,
Cover in a mist.
Is someone out there,
That often wonders.
As our creator;
Where did I go wrong.
When I created man,
He thinks to his
Omnipotent self,
Was it self awareness?
He picks up Mankind's
Petre dish thinking;
I think I'll start again,
Then flushes mankind out.
To a unsuspecting universe,
That in the confines.
Of our world,
Will never be the same.
As he asks himself,
Once again.
The innumerable question;
Where did I go wrong?
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2026-09-02 at 00:06
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That turned into a seed.
I hope one day that seed,
Will believe in me.
But if not..........
THE UNEXPECTED QUESTION
I sign inSo many times.
To see if it's
Still me.
There really is
No reason.
I do it,
All the time.
I bleed; I sneeze,
I even go for a wizz,
Just to prove to myself,
I really do exist.
Why?
I don't remember,
Why,
As my eyes,
Cover in a mist.
Is someone out there,
That often wonders.
As our creator;
Where did I go wrong.
When I created man,
He thinks to his
Omnipotent self,
Was it self awareness?
He picks up Mankind's
Petre dish thinking;
I think I'll start again,
Then flushes mankind out.
To a unsuspecting universe,
That in the confines.
Of our world,
Will never be the same.
As he asks himself,
Once again.
The innumerable question;
Where did I go wrong?
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Read 20 times
Written on 2026-09-02 at 00:06
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