I Gotta Do
Poem by Gypsypashn •
Photo by Jill Burhans
 My wild younger days are catching up with me I done gone way past the age of 53 I'm about as washed up as a woman could be But I put on a smile, a smile outside 'Cuz I gotta do what I got to, to ride My body aches; it suffers from the cold My bones these days are feeling mighty old And my muscles now have a mind of their own But I just don't pay it no mind 'Cuz I gotta do what I got to, to ride My wrist's in a wrap My hip's in a cast I done broke my foot, this summer past My back's in a brace My arm's in a sling I'm told I shouldn't do much of anything Behind that statement you know I won't hide 'Cuz I gotta do what I got to, to ride Hell, if I were the tin man My joints they'd be rust The rest of me would Make a nice bronze bust That's as sedentary as the doc's say I should be But they just don't know What's goin' on inside me So I just take it all in; all in, in stride 'Cuz I gotta do what I got to, to ride I've left along the way Some bodily parts Some's been donated To saving the arts So with what's left I'll hold onto; hold onto inside Cuz' I gotta do what I got to, to ride Liquid libation gives me duration And I can wear a brace and ski mask my face I can don mittens and woolens And be all warm inside 'Cuz I gotta do what I got to, to ride Well, on days I be hurting And feeling a bit ill I know I can pop me another one of them special pills That sure nuff gonna give me Give me the will to survive 'Cuz I gotta do what I got to, to ride Well the doc's say I'm pure loco Done gone lost my sense Hell, it's like I fell on the other side of the fence But I pick myself up Like a newborn bride 'Cuz I gotta do what I got to, to ride Well done gone lost my body And now some say, my mind People be a talking And say I'm "that kind" The type that be crazy And should be locked up But I let um know that I'm just a young pup And keep them in kind 'Cuz I gotta do what I got to, to ride Well you can say what you want to Hell; even mean what you say But I'll just get on my scoot And ride away And I won't look back And with that keep my pride 'Cuz I gotta do what I got to, to ride Previously published in Road Poet. |