My Time Will Come Around
My time will come around
When all will put me down
Then I will not be found
And then there will be no sound.
That time will come so fast
When they will talk of my past
Then that horror again will last
Then at me they will no longer laugh.
They will then look into their mirrors
They will see their hope and their heroes
They will then come and they will go
They will have their pluses and their zeros.
I have seen the mistake that I have made
It haunts me every night and day
I don't know what to do or say
All I want is to secretly slip away.
I see my world as it falls apart
I feel the pounding of my heart
Of this world I am not a part
I wish mine would end and theirs to start.
I see myself all alone
No one needs me so I do roam
I have no place to call my home
I am nobody so I am not known.
I am a man without a place
I am a person without a race
I am a clown without a face
I am destiny without any haste.
Everyone knows the things I don't know
They get smarter and I get old
I am so lonely on the road
I stand alone in the rain and cold.
I should die or never been born
I feel ugly as my soul deformed
Everyone one else is loved and adorned
For myself I will never be mourned.
Someday I know that I will die
Everyone still will toss me aside
I was never needed so then not alive
At me its better to laugh and never to cry.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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