That I Was Here

Every where I turn
The news is bad
I'm still alive
But I ain't glad.

The news they say
this summer so hot
I stay inside
and feel it not.

My old bones ere
always cold, that
the way it is
So I've been told.

My name is Joe,
What a dumb name
and have no money
and have no fame.

So when I'm gone
If I ever am for
Actually dying
I have no plan.

But I suppose I will
Kick the bucket some day
And if they read my rhyme
then they will know
That I came by this way.