On The Wall

frisking

Battles lost and battles won;

We’ll be bones before we’re done.

Two men shouted, “Get yourself a gun!”

Then turned and shot each other for fun.

 

No one said, “Life is easy.”

Except for me,

Right now.

 

No one said, “Let’s be sleazy.”

Well, maybe someone,

Who reads out loud.

 

Whenever you think you got it all

Figured out. “I’m on the ball!”

Your masterpiece seems a childish scrawl,

When you see what’s painted on the wall.

Published by Kurt Gailey

This is where I'm supposed to brag about how I've written seven novels, five screenplays, thousands of short stories, four self-help books, and one children's early-reader, but I'd rather stay humble. You can find out about things I've written or follow my barchive (web archive, aka 'blog) at xenosthesia.com or follow me on twitter @kurt_gailey. I love sports and music and books, so if you're an athlete or in a band or you're a writer, give me a follow and I'll most likely follow you back. I've even been known to promote other people's projects.

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