November 1, 2014

 

 

So much was said

that was not real;

such pitter-patter,

such crazy spiel.

 

Oh, judge them not,

you higher power,

that sees them

in their final hour.

 

So much was said

that was not true,

in an effort to shine

and others outdo.

 

Now all their actions

in total counted:

In the end, not a fortune,

was there amounted.

 

So much was said

in loud voices spoken,

but then without choice;

a promise broken,

 

before hands bound,

with no escape,

and no lea-way out

of old red tape.

 

So much was said,

at the offset,

when ‘possibility’,

the onside bet.

 

Oh judge them not,

you higher power.

Let their souls know peace

in their final hour.

 

 

 

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