Ten Tries

8/7/24 As time always sped by You can't read this in the headlines There won't always be a next time People still fed by Carefully spread lies Through a never ending feud over dead guys It'll take more than ten tries Just can't always end fine Yet why Does all this continual lead fly Sad, how quickly men die All alone not a soul by the bed side I already said mine Can't fix it with a cracker and red wine Too many folks staying saltier than french fries Lots being hypocritical and deer in the headlights Of other life, will we ever detect signs?