Poetry by Tim Windisch

I Wish I Could Say


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I wish I could say

The wars end, everybody gets it and inflation ends

Nothing to revenge, nothing to defend

Gas comes down, we all learn to pray

When’s that? I wish I could say

Neighbors talk, gates swing free, streets are safe

No wrong rub, no incurable chafe

I can’t remember the last cloudy day

When? I wish I could say

Running into walls chasing cheese

Morals abandoned, do as you please

Up down back forth pitch and sway

Going to get off? I wish I could say

I wish I could say but I’m only, you know just me

Someone might not, you know totally agree

And tell me, where would that leave me?

Tim Windisch Sr.

10-21-2005

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