Yours Truly

Riding on the edge of space and time

In this incongruent little rhyme

A sentimental heart shouldn’t be a crime

Yet, in this world not so sublime,

In the final stages of a world gone wrong

What were the words to that old school song?

Another undetonated bomb in the port of Haiphong

The ring of a concert stage gong,

Making love to you until the cows come home

There was no need to let my imagination roam

Of course, that’s all gone in the forgotten zone

Seems I’ve become accident prone,

Everything changes whether we like it or not

Loyalty a precious commodity if it hasn’t been bought

Always wishing for everything I haven’t got

Wish I could go back to the wonderment of a little tot,

Stealing defeat from the jaws of victory we often do

With all the rage of a bloody coup

Lord give me an angel to help me get through

We’re trapped on this global human zoo.

Oh my Dear I’m sorry I didn’t know who you were

Amidst the cologne and fake fur

Swallowed by physical  desire that occurred

Following the rest of the guilty herd,

Life isn’t what it’s supposed to be

Beaten down instead of being set free

So soon after moving away from Mommy and Daddy

Fate, how I recognize the paradox, yours truly.