Time To Grow Up, Time To Let Go
A no brainer, my darling, to continue playing games
Steaming hot one moment, next moment blowing cold
As though cold water couldn’t quench love flames
When like a rogue driver brave braking action you withhold
Hoping a head on collision you can so prevent
With your eyes closed and bullying tactics pushed forward
To actualize an evolutionary event
In which we reap our fair reward
But for the umpteenth time
We run round and round in sterile circles
Aiming for progress only to mime an irrelevant rhyme
Expecting to work miracles
In scenarios you poison
On purpose
As I shout ‘treason’
From the servile source
You glorify
In earnestness
Only to magnify and stupefy
The sadness
That drowns my wonderful world in a sea of sorrow
Without any relief
Yesterday, today or tomorrow
As your mischief
Heightens my determination once and for all
To brighten up prospects for joy
To return to you and I despite the fall
From grace which at our expense debacles enjoy
Unless either you and I decree it’s time to let go
Or it’s high time we grew up
Escapades, futilities, fantasies and failures to forgo
To gulp good tidings from our lofty love cup.
Copyright © John Sensele | Year Posted 2018
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