'what's Next'

"What's next?" is the voice I hear ring in my ear, And sometimes it's obvious, "I'll have a beer!" With answer so effortless, I want to cheer, It seems you're the simplest answer I hear. "What's next?" there is never a rush to "good night!" Would stars fill the heavens if God hated light? From smile on your face, I can't forecast a fight, But love isn't perfect and never a right! "What's next?" think it's coming but cannot be sure? Disaster scenarios plague immature, Our president drowning in hip-deep manure, And egg-heads, by contrast, seem so insecure. "What's next?" say the Koch brothers, "Money is King! Just die then you f**kers, we own everything. Else line up for burden, that nose needs a ring! Drop "trou" and touch toes for this likely will sting!" "What's next?" cry the fools who thought vote was a lark, "But don't worry next time ball's out of the park." But this time it seems there's no space on an ark, And even the wealthy are lost in the dark! Long Tooth July 13, 2017