I am retired now
And I finally got my shirt
You named all the job
I did
It all paid peanuts
Yes they had told me
It was a decent wage
it was all bull shit
I had to work
19 hours a day
For peanuts
I an happy living
A simple life
With very little money
Also it is hard to stretch
It is good that I have a roof over my head
Also I have land line
And a cell phone
I need it for an emergency
When I died I hope
Somebody will continue to write
some new poems
From where I left off
I would hate
To see it collecting dust on the
Book shelf
That would be terrible
I don't bottle up my feelings
I write it down on my computer
I have a sharp mind now
What is going to happen when I am 70?
Will I still have a sharp mind?
Lots of people under estimate me
They probably think that
I am not able to do the things I do
Yes I can do lots of things
When I put my mind to it
Yes my
Level of intelligence is 63%
They consider me to be a genius
I don't give a damn about it
Because it sets me for failure
I can say that I am gifted
And I appreciate the gifts I have
That my Father gave to me
I used it every day
What is going to happen the day
I no longer have a sharp mind
Is somebody else going to be my voice
Will I have dementia by then
I will only be able to know it with time
Will I still be able to recognize my friends
And my family
I don't want to be alive if this happens to me
Because I don't want people to see me
In the worst stage of my life
So tell me who will be my voice
And speak up for me
If I can't see anymore
The way I used to see before
What is going to happen if comes a day
That I won't be able to take care of me
I will no longer want to be alive anymore
So people let me die in my sleep
If that is possible