The Strength of the Silver Spoon

All I could do was done, I gave attention to your ways and treasured your promises in my heart. With loud cries and tears, I battled your Silver Spoon and recited words of love from my lips, so I seeked justification from with-in. I meditated, while you were with your Sliver Spoon, with the Silver Spoon in your left hand and a lighter in your right hand,. a bubbling concoction lays on your Silver Spoon, it seems to call you and you can't hear me, but I can hear myself. A thought uncloaks before me, in the warm sunrise, there is no wisdom, no insight, no amount of love and no plan that can succeed against the Silver Spoon.