"Ritual"
Pretending to be a thought in the distance
Merging with someone who is not me
Joining with the darker side of life, Introduced by time
Grasping at laughter, that's really not mine to use
Unleashing the animal inside, tame, but out to see
Worrying how to use something, that may not be mine to play
Hiding away, a corner of life
No one should see, Ah… is this really The Life for Me
It could be a ritual of life, to burn out my worry, trouble and strife
Is it a ritual, or is it just Life?.
©Poet Lordy (M Britton) 1997.