Poet Chistopher Robin
Distinguished member
- Joined
- Mar 17, 2012
- Messages
- 147
- Reason
- PALS
- Diagnosis
- 06/2011
- Country
- UK
- State
- Tyne and Wear
- City
- Newcastle upon Tyne
Charitable thoughts
I want to try and type out, yes as much as I can
While I’m still yet so much an able bodied man
Even if I type with this one sole solitary finger
I want type thoughts that might maybe linger
I want to try and say so, so very much
Countless global people, yes I want to touch
Not for myself and this is quite sincere
But for all those who’ll follow in my journey here
We sit and we spend cash and waste it each day
We see greedy chairman too make billions I relay
Not a one of these folk ever stop and give a thought
To any one suffering quite sadly its read as taught
There are but only a small few who ever really care
Giving to charity helping to ease global despair
Many folk assume that the cripple could never be them
They don’t give a damn and man never will again
They never know that normal people, folk like myself
End up with crippling disease get left on the shelf
Just hope that it’s never you left trying to express
That any day any time you could be crippled in distress
It seems there is no cure for myself and sadly others
I pray that it never falls on your family or mothers
Sadly its taking children mothers Fathers and more
Without any warning, there’s no knock on the door
Motor Neurone Disease, yes it wastes folk away
I’m not asking for charity, because its myself I relay
I’m asking for those who follow me many others
You very own children brothers sisters fathers, mothers
Pen name Christopher Robin
Copyright Registration TXu 1-598-108
Please feel free to usen in any fund raising event or issues, you''re more than welcome
I want to try and type out, yes as much as I can
While I’m still yet so much an able bodied man
Even if I type with this one sole solitary finger
I want type thoughts that might maybe linger
I want to try and say so, so very much
Countless global people, yes I want to touch
Not for myself and this is quite sincere
But for all those who’ll follow in my journey here
We sit and we spend cash and waste it each day
We see greedy chairman too make billions I relay
Not a one of these folk ever stop and give a thought
To any one suffering quite sadly its read as taught
There are but only a small few who ever really care
Giving to charity helping to ease global despair
Many folk assume that the cripple could never be them
They don’t give a damn and man never will again
They never know that normal people, folk like myself
End up with crippling disease get left on the shelf
Just hope that it’s never you left trying to express
That any day any time you could be crippled in distress
It seems there is no cure for myself and sadly others
I pray that it never falls on your family or mothers
Sadly its taking children mothers Fathers and more
Without any warning, there’s no knock on the door
Motor Neurone Disease, yes it wastes folk away
I’m not asking for charity, because its myself I relay
I’m asking for those who follow me many others
You very own children brothers sisters fathers, mothers
Pen name Christopher Robin
Copyright Registration TXu 1-598-108
Please feel free to usen in any fund raising event or issues, you''re more than welcome