The Eyes or The Shoulders

 

  

“The Eyes or The Shoulders”

    

Just finished brushing my teeth,

In the mirror I wondered,

What becomes tired first?

The eyes or the shoulders?

  

Almost 49 years now,

I am simply not sure.

Is it the eyes or the shoulders?

Which show most what we’ve endured.

  

I clearly wasn’t paying attention,

After knot ridden shoulders,

After all the tears.

 So, which is it?

Our eyes?

Or our shoulders?

After there have been so many,

Of life’s many boulders.

  

Danny Gunter

9-30-2018

September 18th, 2018

“September 18th, 2018”

   

Everybody wants me gone. 

I suppose it shouldn't have taken so long,

But they don't know when I wake up at night,

To check and see if everything's alright.

They just want me gone,

So, where does my soul feel or fit,

Like it should belong.

   

I thought I was doing good,

That I was doing what anyone would,

But still they want me gone.
  

Why do they want me gone?

I've done a good job and my dad is still strong,

So why do they want me gone?

   

Dg

9-18-2018

  

I verbalized this one on my phone a week ago, while waiting for some Mexican food.  Here it is in its original verbiage, I spoke the words in an email to myself exactly one week ago. Didn't know for sure why until now:

danny gunter

Sep 18, 2018, 2:39 PM (7 days ago)  

to me

Everybody wants me gone I suppose it shouldn't have taken so long but they don't know when I wake up at night to check and see if everything's alright they actually want me gone so we're does my soul feel like it should be long I thought I was doing good that I was doing what anyone would but still they want me gone why do they want me gone I've done a good job and my dad is still strong so why do they want me gone