Indecision Equals Decision
Too disconnected to take the time
My delays stacked in endless lines
Time marches on and ticks away
Yet all my non decisions.....stay
By nature I procastinate
For I have learned, the ignored.....wait
Now I am bound to them by chain
And on my death.....will they remain
Or will they join me, in the grave
Are they my yoke, am I their slave
I think the way to set me free
The way to unleash them to me
Lies in the nature of decision
A skill I lack, I tight precision
For here dilemma sticks and stays
So I stay unchanged....in my ways
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Davie
Sheila
then see if you've got roots or not.
If so, it may be you're a tree--
and not the yoked gnome thought to be.
If not, ALAS! your course is set
and not a blessed one, I confess
But of your lot, don't be cast down
There're many more lugging chains around...
(I'm one of 'em :0) --Charlie
John
Fantastic writing, perfect rhyme and meter, well done! Glad you decided to post this one.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
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Fee
What a wonderful write this is!
Sandie Angel :o)