A Little Bit Like Me
You're More Than...
Who's at fault /
for why she's gone?
We both trespassed /
and were trespassed upon.
Oh, but, what a mercy /
What a consummate lenity /
To learn you're more /
than a little bit like me:
A vacant forest's fallen tree /
A nomad kept in captivity.
Who's at fault /
for why she's gone?
We both trespassed /
and were trespassed upon.
Oh, but, what a coda /
What a comeback it would be /
a kindness akin to clemency /
To learn that you're more /
than a little bit like me:
more than an aspirant /
who'll never make the marquee;
more than a castaway /
long ago, lost at sea.
About the Creator
Chris Z
My opinion column garnered more reader responses than any other contributor in the paper's 40-year run. As a stand-up comic, I performed in 16 countries & 26 states. I've written 2 one-man shows, umpteen poems, songs, essays & chronologies.
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