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.

Barry Williams

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

You May Also Like

More From Author

+ There are no comments

Add yours

CommentLuv badge

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Subscribe without commenting