No Woman, No Cry

Well, this is a poem that occured to me while I was listening to Bob Marley the other day. You must have heard his masterpiece No woman, No cry. This poem, may I say, came to me while I was trying to get to Marley mood

No woman, no cry

Neither stress, nor tears

No woman, no cry

No bloody hangovers

But then life's so dry

Void and lonely

Not a soul to pry

Just an obligation to live

I did try

Mister Marley I did

Booze and joint, what not

Still this dry

Bloody lemme cry

Let me pay the price