Sticks and Shrubs
10/7/16
I've done
Seen them fold and flop
Will it ever get old or stop?
Regardless of if it's cold or hot
Many talked and told a lot
And the sight of their own goals were lost
When push comes to shove
Blood runs
Thicker than anything below and above
Gavels being swung
By a judge
Not all cases had to do with murder or drugs
Near and far away from the sticks and shrubs
As well as any mud
Underneath the moon and sun
Battles have been lost and won
Regardless of if it was serious or for fun
New series and movies being recorded, no re-runs
Or reason to waste time and play dumb
Never was it the same for anyone
At times the weather and people's outlooks were glum
No matter what they had been through or where they were from
Information out one ear and the other, or soaked up like a sponge
Had to be humble, respectful, learn and overcome
The same may not be said for some
The boulder on the shoulder had been heavier than a ton
But I never gave up or budged
Always continued on and trudged
Throughout and beyond the sludge
No good in fiddling your thumbs
And moving at the rate of a slug
The same could be said for always sweeping things under the rug
Far too many took a plunge
And made no attempt to lunge
Not to mention some still held a grudge
Had to sit back, disconnect and unplug
When I needed to think instead of being bugged
Poured from the jug
And sipped out of a mug
In various areas I dug
Similar and different items being lugged
By: Dalton Ogletree
Copyright © Dalton Ogletree | Year Posted 2017
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