Conclusion

Now I’ve made sense and untied the knots 
the mist lifts I visualise what I could not 
events long gone and by now by all forgot  
scenes of confusion which seemed lost from plot 

But now I understand and move forth accordingly
I don’t give a damn who hears my recordings see 
I’d rather make a new plan than put old into order 
For you to stand wasting time that I can’t afford to 

Lose, when they get confused by my story it’s amusing 
failure to make sense of scenes and who I am accusing 
Back then just the same they said I fake that I’m moody 
They Bond for reassurance have a laugh and call me Looney 

Now I’ve learnt who my friends are and who turned from me 
I’ve realised the way things went and who was burning me 
and though this is a late response it all holds relevance 
because however long ago it was evidence is evidence 

Friends ain’t friends if they say you fake your problems
I see it all now and am offended cuz it’s not on
to claim I make it up when the period was so long 
the group not hearing then now can’t see the bonds gone 

The fact of the matter is you did what I wouldn’t do to you
you still don’t know stood looking confused 
so now I have to come back and explain it to all of you 
what’s the point mate, cheerio to all of you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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