Infinity's Line

Time was an option I did not realise, As I stood by the ocean, As I gazed in your eyes. As I drank down sweet water And the children ran by, As I bought me a bargain, I did not see the signs. Not to try to live right or be one of the wise, These are things of great moment In the deep astral tide. When the woman of wanting And the man of despair In a loss of good reason To grief make repair. And the folly of logic And the labour of doubt In the chasm of eternity doesn’t merit a shout. As they make straight the furrow Not the one on their brow And do ponder the reason Of why, when and how? How to chasten your neighbour, Or tell him what’s right! That should make your feel valued Though I doubt that quite. So the people of destiny give it their all As they smooth down their shirt fronts In the crooked town hall Like their traffic attendants they all know the rules One for the makers and one for the fools. And guess who will be paying To keep the words on the page Yet as are rules to the makers So are words to the sage To bring comfort to people To assuage the real grief Forget times plus = elevated position There’s good truth on the street. © Joe Maverick 11-05-2010