The Seeds Of Mutiny

He said there was a promised land.

Where promises went hand in hand.

They wound up places so unplanned

And in that place topped up with grand.

Synergy ruled the roost.

Neighborhood at its most

Fairweather place

Like life’s all aces

And Buddy, you’re rollin’ tens!

That’s not how this rhyme ends.

You wind up like your friends…

In love with y’all.