Philosophical enclaves

by patrick   Dec 14, 2022




“ME”//\\ “I”
Call me names if you will
So dam what!
What you see is what you got
Warts no frills just me
Straight arrow and a crook to boot
Depends on who is calling the shots
A man has got do what a man has to do
A rock in among the raging waves of life

Time is all that there is
And it’s a wasting
Slipping through my fingers
On and on with no returns no rehearsals this is it

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