THE MAN WITH THE BROKEN HEART

Please don’t pass judgment on the man that is poor and frail in mind.
Do you know where that man has had to travel; have you walked a step in
his shoes.
Have you had to feel the judgment that’s been put on his shoulders?
Or wondered why the burden was so heavy to bear.
You know people laugh at this forlorn man.
They avoid him as if he was worse than the plague.
They will not speak to him so that they might know;
where he comes from or where he goes.
They pay no attention to him they think he has nothing to say
Yet he is wiser then the Earth is today

He has no hope for the future his past now all dried up and withered
away.
He has cursed the mourning he was brought into this world
He has cursed the lord for the dawning new day
He thinks there is nothing left now the future will turn into decay
His hopelessness is all that he can see.
Not even heaven does hold a healthy decree
His world is shattered and ruined now for him there is nothing left to
say
On the fringes of tomorrow he will constantly stay
For today holds no hope or sway

He once had great dreams but now foreboding it just seems to say
That was long ago now old man for today you have no hope not even to
pray
A wise man told me once that love was the answer
But when none is received how can you have any in your heart to give
away
When all hope is gone my friend it is not hard to sway
For my life now I ask please come and take it away
There is not a person in this world that loves me
Forlorn and deep dark and lonely I shall always not by choice stay
So don’t talk to me about loneliness or desolation and grief
For these things shall remain with me till the end of the day

I once had a woman a wife now sweet and grand
Yet you know this man blames himself now for he would not give her a
hand
He was young confused and ill mannered so she took him for what he had
Now he remembers those old times would give anything to change them
around
He grieves for her love so much at night now his heart is all ragged and
torn
And this man you can honestly say is the man with the broken heart
Have you walked a step in his shoes not knowing the day from the night
You see people laugh about the man with the broken heart
But would they if they knew it walked beside him twenty four hors a day
it does not part
Even the wondrous sight of the oncoming night with the sunset high in
the sky
In beautiful Greece I beheld those lights
Now all it does is add to my frights
Now it comes in fifteen minutes it will be my birthday
So now of my Parents I speak its not there fault my life turned so bleak
My mom I imagine her so beautiful so fine so rare
She was the only one that truly cared
But there were times that she could not understand why my heart was
given to bleed
If she had known all the mistakes I had made she wouldn’t have
questioned it so
Yet all she had in her heart for me was love it sat on her chest like a
dove
Even now I am sure she is above but so sad now that my heart has turned
from love
Yet if she could only feel what lay deep inside of me now
The sorrow the grief the burdens the firm beliefs
That I am lost for all time and eternity
You can see it now in how her wonderful daughters doth treat me
For to repeat I solemnly do retreat and on them now lies my mothers joys

Now it’s past midnight it’s my forty-ninth birthday
And I swear if I could have changed my life I would have I swear
Yet I am always in a deep dark funk I do not question how I’ve sunk
However, I know my mother is in deep despair
For she was always there and gave me great care; yet now without her my
life is bare
I’m given over to great sobs and tears and yet it’s been years
Since she left us for heaven and said good by to her children
And still she holds every-one of her kids close to her breast
And says soon you will be with me to live hurry up my dears
Come and take away my tears come and take away my fears
For my darling children I’ve longed for you all these years

That is my mother but to wit then there is our father
He was a very generous dear was he now he is in heaven counting what we
owe, us forbidden foe
No quite grand a man was he and gave to us constantly
No to him there was no struggle or strife everything he got was filled
with life
So my dears now you wonder somebody’s attitude has taken a chunder
Yes as they say man cannot live on bread and wine alone
Although Pa could I’m not the same I have to state my name
And although what I said previously does come home to me helter skelter
like the tide
And all I said I feel sometime so profoundly it feels my heart is on
fire

Yet still I must come out of my dive forsake the drive and come out
alive
I think there’s still a place in heaven for me of this I know is true
consider it due
For this I believe of Heaven and God and Jesus there is no doubt I shall
sing and shout
And even my Sisters although abandoned I thought I was When it comes
right down to it they give me lots of love
And I shall make them proud for I shall become a writer of this I shall
prove aloud
Yes when all is done and said I am happy alone in my bed; it will not be
forever like this for I do not wish to die alone but this will come
before this boy is old


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Robert Aaron Enns

The Phantom Poet

Woman was made from the rib of man
Does that make these women our lesser half
I say no this can not be for she is even smarter than me
So who has the nerve to say these gracious gifts from God;
Are lesser than we, no they are by far more precious than
thee

A woman has such class they can even outshine the stars
Their radient luminescence even obscures the moon
Women are mans equal in every way, for they glow brighter
than the newbourn day
There beauty is so profound they are more gorgeous than man
can easily say

In fact what I believe these women are even stronger than we
For they suffer through childbirths great pains with lifes
new expectancy
they are so imune to pain they dont even whisper a curse
They are most certainly Gods greatest creation its not hard
to see

These women these treated lesser halves of man
Are far greater than the most precious diamond
Its plain to see that in their majesty they are much greater
than we
Does man put himself on his reagal lofty perch
I say no without our women we would find it hard to ever find
our wanted reach

The Phantom Poet

Woman was made from the rib of man
Does that make these women our lesser half
I say no this can not be for she is even smarter than me
So who has the nerve to say these gracious gifts from God;
Are lesser than we, no they are by far more precious than
thee

A woman has such class they can even outshine the stars
Their radient luminescence even obscures the moon
Women are mans equal in every way, for they glow brighter
than the newbourn day
There beauty is so profound they are more gorgeous than man
can easily say

In fact what I believe these women are even stronger than we
For they suffer through childbirths great pains with lifes
new expectancy
they are so imune to pain they dont even whisper a curse
They are most certainly Gods greatest creation its not hard
to see

These women these treated lesser halves of man
Are far greater than the most precious diamond
Its plain to see that in their majesty they are much greater
than we
Does man put himself on his reagal lofty perch
I say no without our women we would find it hard to ever find
our wanted reach

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I was on a site for a very short time where there was hatred and
ladies just enjoying putting men down and they did it on a full time
basis Ill never go back to that site again its a free sight and some of
you might know the one Im talking about. But this sight is beautiful Ive
never been able to be the kind careing person that I am untill I came on
this sight. Thanks again you guys