It Makes No Sense
IT MAKES NO SENSE
It makes no sense,
For some to complain, oppose and voice anew,
When a situation remerges
And goes from bad to worse and all skew-whiff,
And you never know,
Where the buck will stop
Or reverse off course,
Or do we stop!
Re-evaluate,
Assess our worth and ability
To handle best - worst-case scenario,
And offer up
The tried,
The tested,
And what’s worked before,
In going with restoring powers of mind
That life will go on regardless;
Of the tragedy of season.
So it makes no sense to me
For some to vocalize anew, oppose, complain;
Then again I suppose
It’s their prerogative of choice.
Francis Cooper – Mac © 16-Jul-20
Copyright © Francis Cooper-Mckenzie | Year Posted 2020
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