ImpossibleTrapezoid © Micah E. A. Jablonski at DeviantArt.com
Traipsing Trapezoid
Into the void,
the inevitably buoyed,
traipse irritably annoyed,
trapped in a tyrannical trapezoid.
Going about their victuals,
as usual, with habits and rituals,
seeking the greater of pleasure.
Not the weight of the measure.
Ills come along,
strike down the strong.
They knew all along,
tight rope they were on.
Guarding their treasures,
with their insidious pleasures,
leaving the fullness of time,
to clean up worthless mime.
But the trapezoid traps,
like everything craps,
eventually, the shit,
hits the fan.
And the traipsing is over,
time to smell the sweet clover,
get down to the business at hand.
For the world turns slowly,
cares not for the lowly,
trapped in trapezoid time.
It's time to stop traipsing,
pillaging and raping,
it's time to spend that last dime.
For the inevitable comes,
and the tune that it hums,
it is not the one you hear,
in traipsing to this rhyme.
Copyright 2016 © Ronald W. Hull
9/12/16
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cares not for the lowly"
Very true, and despite of how lowly might've trapped in hardship;
no one bothers to take care.
Thanks for sharing, Ron!
Herein I understand that more so nuts are you,
But to be absolutely and completely true,
You have helped me to laugh & stop feeling of late quite blue...-e-
Keep on truckiin'
Michael D.
Love ya!
Jane