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 © | Year Posted 2020

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Blown Avatar
July 15, 2020 at 9:00 PM
...choice!?....no....just stupidity....some people's version of independent thinking as a 'vocation'........stan sand
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July 15, 2020 at 9:08 PM
Love your comment Stan could not have said it better myself. Keep well my friend and keep up the great work you are producing...love your style and honesty...Francis Cooper - Mac
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