BEWARE OF THE HIGH MAINTAINENCE KIND!

BEWARE OF THE HIGH MAINTENANCE KIND!

They love to look in a mirror to see their behind, even at a dinner they stare at their reflection in the silverware. Much do they love themselves, both genders belong to this exclusive Club. In their elated minds they think; no one else can see how much I love me, and when I receive compliments, it fills me with so much glee.

Now the years have flown by and I have become a little thick in the thigh, I morn as now I don’t catch many an eye I sigh, my beauty has given me a cruel good-bye. Now at the Bar, I lick my wounds over a strong drink of Gin, my stupor lolls me with memories and strong emotions from within and, as usual, I will dance with the Devil again, my only true friend!
Nobody bothers with me anymore, I grew tired of them showing me the door, saying; get lost you old Bore, we can’t stand you anymore.
Alas, it is a *sad tale I must tell, because all is not well, especially with all the Holier than thou Religious people who make me mad, preaching to me that I’m going straight to Hell, I asked them, can I bring a handbag?

The sidewalk is very cold as I huddle with the Street people who took me into their fold, showing me the most love that I’ve ever had. My weathered face I cover with an old shoal, I never imagined how fast time goes by, my advice to you is not to grow old.

*After my wife read my poem she remarked how sad it was, so I decided to add some uplifting words from the Bible and hope that someone hurting will be comforted by them. Here are a few of my favorites; Humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God and He will exalt you in due season, God resists the proud but gives Grace to the humble, Pride comes before a fall, Come unto ME, you who are burdened and heavy laden and I will give you rest!

Author Ken
November 11, 2017