“REVOLUTIONS.” a poem December 14, 2019 (Saturday)
The World MUST revolve around some people I know;
It MUST be revolving around them. “Let’s Go,”
And I am a bad boy, if I don’t conform,
To their particular values, which THEY SAY should be The Norm.
Well, that’s fine , but I think that such people are not,
Gonna see me around much, for I’d rather not be caught,
In their environment, a web that, when you enter in,
They’re in control OR ELSE; well I think I have been,
In enough spider webs to know LIFE IS TOO LONG,
Or too short or too something; hanging out with them’s just wrong,
For a silly and shallow fellow like me,
For I think there is enough control, control in The Sea,
That I don’t need to cow tie to special control freaks;
I don’t care for more adjustments or to be pecked by their beaks.
I’ll let them rantChide andWailAtOthers, so I,
Can try to enjoy life (as much as possible) I’ll simply say: “Bye,”
And wish these persons THE BEST and good luck with their plan,
To rule The World, but NOT this poor man.
So, I’ll revolt, taking back my smiles and any kindness I tried to show.
Adieu and good riddance