If by taking a momentarily recant, would you commit me to treason
My thoughts conclusion would only draw a blame
You drew deep breath, blowing out our flame
Pathetic I be, for the worthless way I complain
Inside a massive bleakness, my feelings are proclaim;
With blind eye daggers, my cause was nothing but pain
Expecting found sympathy defines me totally insane
But an ignorant twisted season left something far more broken than wreathen
truth, word play. silly, how I feel, spoken word, humour, food
PALINODES STOLEN To LIFE’S CHANGES!
I would like to say; this ‘palinode stolen from life’s trials and tribulations---
To what I have said before and I’ll say again; in all ‘ways’ it takes but two to tango!
Two sides are given to a story; one side right and one side wrong---
Two choices of turn ‘aborts’; either you’re in or you’re either you’re out…
When having to call:
“A spade is a spade’ and can be told,
either black or changed to white---with and to ‘no buts’ in between!
Calls can be heard or not heard….
Depending on the choice “to hear or not to hear’ ---
That is the question and which (calls to mind) of having a very ‘selective hearing’ answering with an neither ‘yay or a nay’---
What did you say, I can’t understand? I don’t hear you---
If I have told you once, I have told you twice.
Some seaweed we eat, and some seaweed we don’t eat!
Survival of the fittest begets a long stay or a short stay
And some seaweed shall be used for fodder!