Chasing the Light by Old Fart with a Guitar

One Poem Only · Jan 19, 2026 · 2m

Chasing the Light Old Fart with a Guitar With all the bad news and all the bad vibes And the battle lines drawn between the tribes, I was lathered up, hosed down, spun around and hung out to dry. Still, life goes on at 60 years an hour And I wondered if I’d wasted my time, Cause there was so much sorrow I was running out of tears to cry… Til one day a small stone thrown by a small fry Up n hit a giant right between the eyes, He was too tall, the big fall cut him down to regular size And when he hit the ground the whole world was lifted by The vision he was blocking from sight It was a double…