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Array ( [sid] => 137255 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A mornings word 09/11/07 [time] => 2007-09-11 21:46:41 [hometext] => [bodytext] =>
Just what am I suppose to do

I got one man talking on the T.V.
and another on the radio.
One man wants my money
and the other wants to save my soul.

I got one man standing on the corner
He's got a sign in his hand,
says "Will work for food" you know
cause I'm a hungry man.

I got one man who lives in a big house
All painted pretty and white.
He's trying to tell everybody,
everything is going to be alright.

Just what am I suppose to do?
Why can't I walk away,
just like others do.
And why should I care,
what some folks think about it,
or do I dare to speak my mind about it

Just what am I suppose to do?
Just what am I suppose to do?

I've got one man standing in an alley,
He's got a gun in his hands.
He tired of being a poor man,
and he thinks he's got a plan.

And now that one man's lying in the gutter,
As his life’s blood flows away.
No more will he look to find,
another bright and sunny day.

Just what am I suppose to do?
Do I believe their lies,
the way they want me to.
Do I deny the cries,
and pretend it is not true.

Tell me

Just what am I suppose to do?
Just what am I suppose to do?

I've got one man shouting from the roof tops,
So everyone can hear.
He's trying to tell the whole wide world,
that the end is almost here.

And I've got one man lying in his death bed,
He's got tears in his eyes.
He's asking for the Good Lord,
to forgive him as he dies.

Just what am I suppose to say?
Am I to close my eyes,
or turn and walk away.

Do I deny the truth,
and say that I don't care.
Or do I turn my back,
and pretend it is not there.

Just what am I suppose to do?
Just what am I suppose to do?

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A mornings word 091107

Contributed by wordsy on Tuesday, 11th September 2007 @ 09:46:41 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

Just what am I suppose to do

I got one man talking on the T.V.
and another on the radio.
One man wants my money
and the other wants to save my soul.

I got one man standing on the corner
He's got a sign in his hand,
says "Will work for food" you know
cause I'm a hungry man.

I got one man who lives in a big house
All painted pretty and white.
He's trying to tell everybody,
everything is going to be alright.

Just what am I suppose to do?
Why can't I walk away,
just like others do.
And why should I care,
what some folks think about it,
or do I dare to speak my mind about it

Just what am I suppose to do?
Just what am I suppose to do?

I've got one man standing in an alley,
He's got a gun in his hands.
He tired of being a poor man,
and he thinks he's got a plan.

And now that one man's lying in the gutter,
As his life’s blood flows away.
No more will he look to find,
another bright and sunny day.

Just what am I suppose to do?
Do I believe their lies,
the way they want me to.
Do I deny the cries,
and pretend it is not true.

Tell me

Just what am I suppose to do?
Just what am I suppose to do?

I've got one man shouting from the roof tops,
So everyone can hear.
He's trying to tell the whole wide world,
that the end is almost here.

And I've got one man lying in his death bed,
He's got tears in his eyes.
He's asking for the Good Lord,
to forgive him as he dies.

Just what am I suppose to say?
Am I to close my eyes,
or turn and walk away.

Do I deny the truth,
and say that I don't care.
Or do I turn my back,
and pretend it is not there.

Just what am I suppose to do?
Just what am I suppose to do?

Copyright Â© wordsy ... [ 2007-09-11 21:46:41]
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Re: A mornings word 091107 (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Tuesday, 11th September 2007 @ 10:12:45 PM AEST
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Wow, some pieces of this write seem so familiar to me, maybe because I have often felt the same way, thought about the same things. It would seem some of us with a solid conscience actually carry the weight of the world on our shoulders.

"Just what am I suppose to do?"

"Be you, be here, be now"...help a brother or a sister when you can. That's all we can do. Karma, man...it's all about karma. (least that is my little old opinion).
Great write for evoking so many thoughts.
Thanks for sharing.
Peace and hugs,
Laura

Re: A mornings word 091107 (User Rating: 1 )
by StoneAngel on Wednesday, 12th September 2007 @ 04:01:44 PM AEST
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wow amazing, this is how I feel all the time. It's hard having so much pressure put on you, like you have to save everyone and can't. I learnd to save the ones you can and let others deal with the rest.

Re: A mornings word 091107 (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 13th September 2007 @ 05:11:50 AM AEST
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I almost fell for writing a comment that tells you what to do...lol
That inself tells me what a great write you have here.
Questions, questions, always questions...and everyone seems to have their own answers........great anxioty piece!!!!

Re: A mornings word 091107 (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Monday, 17th September 2007 @ 09:43:34 PM AEST
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The best thing to do always seems to me to be what your heart is telling you. If anxieties or uncertainties are dogging you I can think of no better advice than 'do whatever feels right to you'.
As Jecks said, the strength of this poem is shown in how it has elicited responses to the questions asked.

Dom

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