I walk and whistle along
Simply a fool
Simply smiling as life passes by
Not a care, not a thought, no lingering doubt
I've made my way and laughed all the day

To what is the twist to come
To what will there be
What is it that wills the fate to crush the life of me

Have I not paid
Have I not bled
Hadn't the life of truth been led

I walk and whistle along
Simply a victim
Simply smiling as life goes on


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.