Thursday, August 6, 2009

A Fool's Hope


Another attempt at poetry ...

Wandering around the streets of Hampstead,
Reflecting upon all that was wasted
Searching high, searching low
Alas! There is nothing to show.

New suit, shirt and tie
Looking for a new life, yes I try
Across oceans, continents I fly
Give up I won't, till I die

As I trod mile upon mile
Nice thoughts makes me smile
As I wonder how shall I cope
A little beep gives a glimmer of hope ...

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