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"Lifes Sweet Song"
by Jeph Johnson
sometimes, from my sleep,
I wake and on TV
things are going wrong;
I can't hear life's sweet song no more
running through my head-
I hear static instead!
so I call my mother up.
my intention is to pass the buck
and put the blame on her,
still I've no aim to dishonor,
but I look to myself and wonder why
nothing seems fair or justified.
some may call me cynical
but I gave up being critical
of other's selfishness
when I made the wish to be
the man I have now become
and not the boy who was her son.
now instead of becoming defensive
she reminds me of the extensive
times when I made conservative choices
and though I often ignored her voice
she still allowed my involvement in them
so I turn away and repent my venom
for, once again, Mom was right.
I now turn off the TV's light
and just listen to the sound
that's turned the static all around me
into another chorus of life's sweet song
only this time I'm singing along!
