The more I look, the more I see,
The more I analyze, the more I realize
That this ain’t the way things ought to be.
I want to bring Ethics to a Permissive Society,
I want to bring you closer to me.
Sheila,
Why did you have to blow?
This ain’t the way things ought to go!
I’m sitting here, at a quarter past three
Just chilling here, on the window sill.
I’m about to go From a View to a Kill
Suicidal thoughts are running through my head
Where will we all be at a quarter past dead?
But I choose to remove that notion from my head:
Some things are better left unsaid.
I’m still stuck in the ‘90’s
That’s why I channel PM Dawn.
I still relax with novels by Sidney Sheldon
And buy thrillers like ‘The Last Don’
Have you ever flown off to space?
Spent An Ordinary Day in an Unusual Place?
That’s what you’ll get when you come back to me
Sheila, let me show you the way things ought to be.
When morning comes, I see A Stranger in the Mirror:
That guy looking back can’t possibly be me.
What has happened to the African Dream?
What has happened to you and me?
We used to be so happy
Maybe the gods got jealous
Like in that poem called ‘Annabel Lee’
I’m just sitting here, with half an hour to kill
I'm reflecting on my life thus far
But there’s no need to cry over milk that’s spilt.
I turn on the news and reel back in horror -
It’s like everyone is trying to kill each other!
Armageddon must be just around the corner
‘Cause this ain't the way things ought to be.
(c) Alex Nderitu
Ronald Hull, it's always a pleasure to read ur comments. And maybe I do deserve a wider readership but Things Aren't They Way They Ought to Be!
As usual, magnificent writing showing a broad range of literary skills and knowledge. More people need to be reading your poetry and commenting.
Ron