The Pace of Crazy
You say you've seen it all
but your not even close.
There's always more
twists and turns, ironic endings
to the comedy and horror show-
Given time, life will stomp the mind
you've only seen a vignette of its grit and grind
Fortunes can change slow and steady like the tide
or quickly spread like a wind heckled fire.
Life is a knife fight with an invisible foe
you'd be foolish to stand in one place
and go toe to toe.
The key is to be humble as a weed, lay low
in the champagne glass and bouquet of victory,
be hard as a diamond when in the talon of grief
keep the mind humming from glade to glade
because crazy will try to keep stride with life's pace.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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