It’s the middle of the night <br />I’m wide awake in my room <br />light shinning from the street light and not from the moon. <br />Pictures on the wall, <br />lampshade above my head <br />head on my pillow, one leg out of bed. <br />Thinking of Christine. <br />Thinking of the past. <br />Wonder what she’s doing, wonder why our relationship didn’t last. <br />Not everything in life is easy. <br />Not everything in life is there to please. <br />Can’t say I’m happy. <br />Can’t say I’m sad. <br />Want to do more in life. <br />Want to ride my motorbike. <br />Want to fly my plane. <br />Want to reach the stars and come back again. <br />The world is ending soon, <br />where will you be? <br />Rocket to Mars or back to living in the trees? <br />Monkey.<br /><br />JJ Evendon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/monkey-a-prologue-to-the-end-of-the-world/
