So Tired So Please Be Nice

Lord it’s hard to write today Filled with so much ennui More and more it seems to me Infected by this lethargy It’s not as though I have nothing to say More like why bother…anyway The slippery slope with no rope Seems to consume all my hope Maybe if I don’t read the news I can lose all these hopeless blues The teaming lemmings known to me Never read the words that set us free Floods, and famine, fire, and fear Disaster rampant everywhere I harkin back to yesterday The fields and streams where I used to play Golden idle a refuge to stay Yet tympanic reverberations repeated say It don’t have to be this way PLEASE, please, PLEASE, please… Father set me free