WELCOME TO 'OH WELL'

THE DUB

I got here one day while resting on the edge of an unknown trail.

Midway through my journey of life I got lost in the words of this tale.

It's good to note that this place is my own and here there's neither success, nor fail.

It's just somewhere to go when folks don't give a shit that is why I have dubbed it 'Oh Well'.

This pilgrimage involves the shoulder of a person that's somewhat aloof.

A 'one' that lives much of life without concern for being a goof.

This Living is oblivious when it comes to ways of understanding.

This Living is both waxed and waned in all the ways of man-handling.

This is indeed not Dante's Hell nor a very good comparison

This place is named 'Oh Well' for its lack of caring denizens.

It's vast indeed, much like a country, riddled with states and cities.

They're all sprinkled here and there, some have adopted their own foolish deities.

There are structures, statues, bridges and walls;

There's populations in places that would not be expected.

There's monsters and mayhem and governments that fall.

If folks here cared enough, dead heroes would have monuments erected.

The sky's always dark and it's not often at night

There's no celestial objects to navigate through this realm

Often times it's a blind journey to get to whatever's in sight

Again, it doesn't matter though, no one cares who's at the helm.

The monsters that thrive here are incredible creatures

some things from myth and some things from legend

They get drunk off fairy wings and spectate from bleachers

Caring more than the denizens even try to pretend.

By: Charles Poore