Oh the Everyday Woes
we wake up everyday
confined to a body
where we must stay
we pray for no regrets
and play to forget
the endless tussle
we can't seem to muscle
we honor thy Mother
and invent thy Father
who both bring fear
with intent to cheer
our frowning face
that we try desperately to erase
so we can attempt with our noses
to smell the aroma of roses
that seems to please
the happy with ease
we continue to front
through our perpetual hunt
to confront our doom
and understand our gloom
as we pretend to mend
the loss of memories that extend
across our subconscious minds
plus tends to bind
the World's hypocrisy
to our never ceasing prophecy
of a fateful end..........................
Copyright © Lukas Ficklin | Year Posted 2016
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