Trip Hazzards

Trip Hazzards Do only poets expose them Trip Hazzards that trip us Its the small things that trip us up Like friends that are false, I know I dont have to tell you You have to keep your work area clean Because if your like me then your a work in progress A masterpiece isn't discovered It is stumbled upon and a long shot A long shot Yea that's my next poem don't trip I sow a lot Don't forget come close to the light I love it when they lie cause they can't look me in the eye They forsake me and betray me But games they don't want to play with me Tricks alright, I'll just hit the switch and turn out the lights Thank God I am more than just a candle I do more than just light minds and burn slow The whole Empire is full of darkness Cosmic soup, swallow some You can lead a man to water Was it Discovers or Trip Hazzards that we just stumbled over Remember its the little things that trip us up