Just When I Thought Common Sense Was a Myth
I was beginning to think I had been dreaming all these years,
And thoughts of common sense being anything other than a myth,
Would only only end in tears,
With anger becoming harder to suppress.
I was wrong,
Common sense can still be found,
And we should burst into song,
Every time we find it still makes a sound,
That proves us wrong,
And that our eyes and ears are sound.
I just read that an 11 year old ,
Was given a lawn mower,
In a move that was quite bold,
It was not a toy and could cut grass with power.
And best of all there seemed to be no-one around,
To say he was too young,
Or he might end up hospital bound,
And his parents were with no fine stung,
With not 1 bureaucrat making any audible sound.
So, for tonight at least,
My thoughts can be less sour,
As I pray that common sense is more than a blast from the past,
And has returned to restore the balance of power.
Copyright © David Smith | Year Posted 2022
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment