Sense and sensibility Slides slowly, surreptitiously Out the door When matters pertain To prejudice
Let it not be said For one and all To hear Favour in all things But not for all
Depending on the topic Onboard belief Life’s travesties Lingering aloud When the final vote is called
Divide and conquer Will as tail become a head Not likely anytime soon Just wait and see Prejudice reigns supreme Lonely saturdays
Saturday evening, eight times a year Plus one, If you count the other That’s nine
Alone on the deck With a bundle of joy Filling the void Left by a lover
Angry and depressed Cranky and jealous That another lives A life of fulfilment When all alone With thoughts severe Makers of sadness
The sun slips slowly Dragging the spirit Down the spiral Darkened of enlightenment The wind whispers Grabbing the senses Sensing the sorrow Wandering moons
Moons wander all over the place Landing unobtrusively In dens of darkness Devoid of sound Broken by the piercing call To night
Settling succinctly Recalling the past Bone by bone Sinew by sinew Reflecting agony Mistrust and jealously
No matter the time Moons wander Landing solidly On the quicksilver of life Running headlong To false contusions
When will they stop The3se cavorting moons When will they ease What makes it fun To want for the night When darkness descends