Not all days
Are good ones
Sometimes situations
Beyond your control
Comprise to form a
Shit day
A herd of cattle
Have better manners
Then the Ivy League school
Grad program
That came to stay
At our Dead Sea hotel
An institution of
American grandeur
That produced our
Current president
And his wife
Trashed both beach
And sea
Of this fading
Natural wonder
They were treated
As royalty
While the rest
Of the guests
Were left by the sidelines
These faux kings and queens
Of American old and new money
Had as much respect
For this land, sea, country, and people
As pigs do to their piles of dung
It's an embarrassment
To our nation
To be represented
By these
Neanderthal-like fools
Onward and onward
The day went south fast
When going to dinner
Produced a waitress with
An attitude so bad
Making me want to slap
The bitch out of her
I walked out and another
Waiter apologized to us
The food was atrocious
And we had to buy mineral water
Plus take an herbal probiotic
To clear the internal stain
Shit day finally ended
With sleep
Never to return again
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Rebirth (Book 4)
PoetryThis book starts where Survivor left off only from a much more changed stand point and learning and living one day at a time. That doesn't, however, mean that I am cured of ME or Myalgic Encephalomyelitis; which I was diagnosed with in September of...
