No Shame
See me, I have no shame
Poetry's a losing game
Tongue in cheek, but it's all the same
Poetry's a caring game
My memory could be amazed
Yet it's been erased
I have nothing planned
My Brain could use a hand
Lines cannot be found
Please look all around
I'll get a helping hand
This Poem's a futile stand
Have I lost my mind?
Poetry I'm sure you'll find
Sometimes, can be unkind
By those who are unsigned
Just ignore the sods
Let them pray to their gods
You know I have no shame
Poetry's a funny game.
poem by Gordon David
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