Problems come
and problems go,
but this I know,
most people make
their own,
the results of their
bullchit sown,
taking others for granted,
when they should
straighten their walk slanted.

Straighten up and fly right,
the blood sucker
still roams the night,
the wolfman prowls,
success or no success
he still howls,
The dark of the night,
is full of fright,
the zombies care nothing
of doing right.

I try real hard not to
join the above group,
but there's some bullchit
getting in my soup,
it's causing a problem
in my coup,
I don't mind solving,
however the beast
may be evolving.

OnepoetGem