My Want Then and Today
A poem by B Robertson, Oolong House, Nowra, New South Wales.
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My Want Then Here I sit Alone in the park I'm bored to the hilt 15 hours til dark A drink I'm thinking To have some fun And forget about the pain In this morning sun It's 8 o'clock now The doors open wide To invite the drink one's To mosey inside Got the first cask Tucked under me arm Feeling good now I'll soon be calm Thoughts of freedom Soon touch my lips As grog hits my guts Back in the habit's grip No sooner I start I start rollin' around I know I'm cosy On this clover ground Soon I'm asleep Blowin' zzzz's galore A few hours' sleep Wake up to some more Funny this ride I can't get off Goes 'round and 'round It's surely my boss. My Want Today Here I am today Some new ways learned To try and stay calm And not crash and burn Still ways to go To improve my life And not pick up a beer It'll surely lead to strife Sit back, take a breath Something I've never done Learning not to stress A new life has begun I'll go and throw a line It's a beautiful day The breeze in my face Bad memories fade away It's comin' on dark I didn't know the time Home to cook a feed And settle for the night My want for the day Is embedded in my heart Don't stuff up the day Tomorrow's a new start.