FredPeyer

Cold Bum

I sat on a rock contemplating

My life and why I am here

But all I got was a cold bum

And a craving for a beer

 

Thinking deep thoughts

Has never been easy

Mostly what I get is

Sleazy, queasy, or cheesy

 

We should never give up

Exercising our brain

We have nothing to lose

But everything to gain

 

I wonder how it would feel

To be totally nude

Inside a tank

In utter solitude

 

Without the noise of life

What would I find

Would I see everything

Or simply be blind?

 

I’m more complicated

Than I ever thought

Full of ideas and things

I was never taught

 

They have to come from

Somewhere inside

I’m still looking where

They could actually hide

 

It can’t be that I

Was put on this earth

Just by the fact

Of a simple birth

 

Oh, no, there has

To be a lot more

Some special reason

A mind to fly and soar

 

I did get the beer and

My bum is still cold

Maybe I’m wrong

I’m just getting old