deepundergroundpoetry.com

William didn't know the answer

Why cant I do this?  
Don't I want this? enough    
I am playing this game    
where I am slowly making progress    
but so slowly    
that my second thoughts are catching up with me.    
Am I an honest player?    
Do I have virtuous    
I can play out?    
Cards in my sleeve    
that are stained of sweat.    
Now I can't use them, because I waited too long -    
sub-screams of regret.      
Will I ever wander in the great heights?    
and feed on wild bees and their honey?    
And forget about atms    
and what to do with my money.      
---  
To be or not to be    
that's the million dollar question    
William didn't know the answer    
so he sat and wrote God a letter.    
The letter was well formulated      
with courtly praises for good measure    
so he stapled the thing onto a dove    
once he'd wrote the address "Heaven".      
He prayed and bowed and knelt to God    
and with time he grew impatient    
so at last on christmas day it came    
signed with "return to sender".      
The disregard it struck him hard    
and he didn't quite get the gesture    
so he threw the phrase into a play    
hoping for fan mails from know-betters.      
     
You're probably wondering about now    
just what this here is all about    
Well it's something    
Yeah    
It's something...    
     
     
     
 
Written by IntoTheVoid
Published | Edited 28th Jul 2018
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 2 reads 444
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 10:11am by Her
COMPETITIONS
Today 4:52am by Miss_Haides
POETRY
Today 4:09am by ajay
POETRY
Today 4:02am by ajay
SPEAKEASY
Today 2:43am by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 00:20am by SweetKittyCat5