SOMETHING SHOULD HAPPEN

Something should happen

I know it should.

But then it doesn’t

Then sometimes it would

I sit watching old movies as if they were new

When I should be laughing with friends at a cool coffee club zoo

Then as usual, I don’t

But, then sometimes I do

I gaze in amazement as I watch the world churning

My head starts to spin and my eyes light-up burning.

Climatic trashes

Deprivation rashes

24/7 news flashes

Bifocal clashes

Yet, sometimes fame’s fortune seems silently waiting

Around corners and street lights, inaudibly baiting 

An Indie label seeking a hot hip-hop star

Lascivious top models at the Polo Lounge Bar

Entourage crammed limo blaring “Purple Rain” Prince

To a Villas Palace Mansion after a second crème rinse

Then reality hits and I burp up my up riches

Mellifluous digressions, tattooed unctuous road witches 

I settle back into my big comfy chair

Tremulously waiting for something happening to flare

Because sometimes it does

Then sometimes who cares

Producer Note: 

I wanted to take the time to explain why I would post this poem on a Philosopher's forum. Many people find themselves feeling left out of the things happening around them. There is so much activity on our screens we feel that our own life styles just don't live up to the activity surrounding us. We dream about being discovered, having our works published and recognized by all the world. But when we sit down and really think about it ... well ... it's not all that it seems. We have it pretty good after all. To me that's an existential challenge and a philosophical conundrum.