by Charles Frederickson
I wanted to serve my
Country but not like this
Both first and last mission
Impossible dreams loathsome nightmarish fears
I hoped to somehow make
A difference true values markdown
Immoral ethics dishonorable unbecoming conduct
Good-for-nothing bad blood spilt regrets
I never thought – not really
Daily life stifling dead-end impasse
Stench of decaying human garbage
Misdirected one-way alleys U-turns forbidden
I didn’t give my life
Lost struggle to keep it
Lame excuses leaning on crutches
Uprightness kicked out from under
Dr. Charles Frederickson is a Swedish/American/Thai No Holds Bard who may be described as a Wired Weirdo, Independent Outsider or Wonkish Ex-spurt. This e-gadfly has wandered intrepidly through 206 countries, an original sketch and poem for each presented on http://www.imagesof.8k.com. A member of World Poets Society, based in Greece, his unique poetic style has been featured in more than 200 publications on 6 continents. A gallery of his artwork can be viewed at Ascent Aspirations and his “PoeArtry” word and image combos appear regularly as Planet Authority's Poem of the Day @ listenandbeheard.net.