Pause For Poetry:
Michael Hawkes /26
Too Much To Choose
A poem by Michael Hawkes
There’s too much murder breaking news
Too much fervor shaking pews
Too many undertakers dues
Too many colors, shades and hues
There’s way too many random views
Too many routes and avenues
Too many lates and overdues
Too many laced up shit-caked shoes
There’s too many landmines to defuse
Too much mayhem to excuse
Way too many screaming blues
With only sordid lives to loose
With much too much from which to choose
With entertainments to amuse
And so much science to abuse
One must observe the many clues
That tell us cease, resist, refuse
11/07/20 – Hawkes
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Michael Hawkes is an 80-year-old survivor of all the world’s wars. He learned (and loved to rhyme) by torturing the hymns he had to sing at school. A retired West Coast fisherman living in Montreal since 2013, he is an unschooled Grandpa Moses writing an average of five poems every week.
Another great one. Thank you sir