Beneath The Surface Of A Whim

Wave a magic wand and poof! Try to put the genie back in the bottle Oops, too late…now everyone’s laughing More like heads shaking in disbelief Wear the rough edges of your plan down With the file still buried in that 34-ingredient cake A humorous situation, no, a real mess At the crossroads…freedom & whim You tore apart the construct limb from limb Disaster cleanup desperately needed If we manage to Lego-build back to glory Too serious of a spoof though Walking around aloof Eyes closed on the cloud of a sucker’s wish Riddled with inaction No cloud but a chasm below Anti self-interest fools none the wiser