A "Doesn't Matter" 'down poem' for Sunday

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My Epitaph

Don't
Know who
Hasn't thought
Of killing self
When things get rough even the tough need help

Then things got tough help and I called my bluff
Didn't matter
Had enough
My end
Came 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright,  2018 Jimmiehov,  All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked with Kerry O'Connor in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/06/micro-poetry-it-doesnt-matter.html?m=1 
 - Kerry wants it to be a Micro Poem with no more than 12 lines.  The theme may be "Doesn't Matter." 
 - Mine has ten lines, it is a two verse Tetractys Form Poem with a total of 80 syllables. To read more about the Tetractys Form go here to Kerry's explaination.  Follow your nose to another article and some more examples from other writers if this all interestest you.

This verse didn't make the cut, I needed an end:
  Then neither friend nor prayer might be enough
  Professional
  Help does much 
  Make that
  Call 

Who, what, when, where -- my asking Why Poem

John Moore, a Getty Images photographer

https://ca.news.yahoo.com/photographer-reveals-heartbreaking-story-behind-155834346.html

Now I'm asking why

Who, what, when, and where

We're supposed to ask

Now I'm asking why

Why why do we make

Little babies cry

Child needs her mama

Why why do grown men

And younger boys grope

Women not secure

Who, what, when, and where

We're supposed to ask

Now I'm asking why

Why why is it smart

To mistreat the pets

Still they love you much

Why why there's no blush

Discriminate race

Religion ethnic

Who, what, when, and where

We're supposed to ask

Now I'm asking why

Why why folk forget

--Uncivilized-- to

Love one another

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- Poem Copyright, © 2018 Jimmiehov,  All  Rights  Reserved  
 - Photo from Yahoo, see link below photo 

 - I'm linked with Marian at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/06/unhappy-refrain.html 
 - We were encouraged to write an unhappy song using a vocaloid music app but I don't have one on my Galaxy 5 smart phone.   I'm not sure one could sing this or not.

My Weekends ~~ a 'Memories' poem for Tuesday

Weekend Blues (Memories)

If you'll hold my cane
My bike is ready
I'll get on, be first
Kick-ass weekend's here

Then lively you'll hop
Biker chick today
Watch your hair flying
Your back is burning

We'll ride through the park
'Neath each tree a band
ZZ Top is there
Oops, not 70's

Those were the Kick-ass weekends in Houston, especially Sunday afternoons with rock bands playing everywhere,  almost under every other tree in certain parks. When evening came, the Bayou banks swarmed with overflow to the downtown loading docks.
No more, culmination of the era was the Woodstock like concerts coming followed by rollerblading on the streets. Neither were for me.  I did have a motorcycle and did listen to music in the parks.
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 - Poem Copyright, © 2018 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked with Sanaa Rizvi at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/06/the-tuesday-platform_19.html?m=1

Preaching to Fathers -- a Fathers Day Poem

Father and son

 

Father and son duality

It starts with birth and lasts till death

Father son not seeing alike

 

Not exactly my story here

 

Older man alone sat in church

'Twas Father's Day preacher ranted

Man had forgotten now sorry

he came to hear preacher's guilt trip

 

Telling how fathering be done

How so many had missed their mark

So much was missed in molding sons

How the sons now like the fathers

 

Should he leave?  clearly not for him

Shrunken he sat couldn't get up

Preacher said Grandfathers have an-
other chance Teach the children well 

 

Spanned from manners to work ethics 

From respect for the other sex

To making budgets paying bills

Loving neighbors and feeding poor 

 
Feeling better he'll see them more

Maybe their parents, his own kids

Will have some rub off onto them

Shake the preacher's hand turn new leaf

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  - Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2018 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
  - I'm linked with Brendan MacOdrum  of the Real Toads at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/06/weekend-challenge-approaching-fathers.html (read more there at this link)
  - Picture is a "PrintScreen" photo copy of the picture Brenden above used.

 I don't care it's my life leave me alone