Will Won'T
Will won't do a thing it takes.
To make it in this world.
He get's a bad case of the shakes.
And his tongue gets tied and twirled.
An overwhelming sense of past.
Keeps tomorrow at bay.
The sun is under overcast.
And keeps it dark all day.
Desire for more has lost desire.
And settled for the least.
There's nothing left that will inspire.
Or appease the lazy beast.
Another phrase of mindless haze.
And empty hearted passion.
To show the world an endless phase.
Of a brains distorted ration.
It's called poetic license. Rational would have been proper grammar. :)
Copyright © Robert Johnson | Year Posted 2015
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