Kelvin Rush Poems

You keep on asking as if we're blessed
There are no answers for us to digest
Man has no insight to the meaning of life
It's futile and full of pain and strife
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I was gently holding
My sister's hand
As she crossed over peacefully
To another land
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How many raindrops fall
As I blink?
It must be billions
I would think
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I don't waste time
Searching for answers
I just go with the flow
And take my chances
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I sat in the GP's
Waiting room
It was all so depressing
Full of doom and gloom
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Four rashes of bacon
Two slices of bread
Real butter and brown sauce
For my pounding head
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I had Two jobs
When I was at school
Stuff education
I was nobody's fool
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These shoes are too tight
Said little Ben
Don't worry said Mum
You'll get used to them
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It takes Seventy quid
To fill my tank
I'm always borrowing
And overdrawn at the bank
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