Fortunate ... satire

 Matthew 24:24

Matthew 24:24

24 For false christs and false prophets will rise and show great signs and wonders to deceive, if possible, even the elect.

 

Issues of my own mind …

 

Direct my mail to la-la land where my mind often camps

I remember well that you need to use different stamps

As far as you can tell I seem to have things well in hand

Give me life and liberty to help me overcome cramps

 

I am not really handicapped but I carry a heart of stone

In the beginning it seemed so heavy as I grew rotten to the bone

Now I am really used to it since I am not all alone

This quarry is filled with folks like me like I am being cloned

 

Consciousness of who I am today has shown me to be alright

I fit in very well indeed with the worldly ways in flight

Me and you are fortunate as someone else will pay the price

As I am politically correct somehow with the government on my side

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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