Q and A

Don't quite know what the actual question

Is

Or

Was

Not or can't say quite for sure 

I ever even knew

From the very outset or start

The only one thing I know

Or with a tiny degree of certainly

I can and am now able to say

Is that I am getting closer than ever before 

To maybe being able to accept 

Whatever the answers are 

Or may have in store for me 

Or the consequences they bring

To my empty round table

With me firmly entrenched at at the head

All on my lonesome

Capable of facilitating a capacity 

Of 12 other people in mind

Perfectly cemetrical in design 

Begs yet one a another more question

To be answered in it's own imitable time

Further down the line

When Q & A time

Makes it's way around and returns 

And rears its head once more again

Above the parapet 

If anyone dares to speak up

And propose both the tough yet relevant 

And most pressing crucial questions

Of the day
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