Chapter 637
What Now
Most of the time it seems
No matter which way we get turned
Someone gets bumped into
Or another bridge is burned
Blindly through daily life
Like a bulldozer we plow
We cringe and we wait
For the next one to disavow
We always reach out
We wait for a hand returned
Often it is rejected
Once again we are spurned
We always hope in the end
That it all works out somehow
Since little ever changes
Does it make a difference anyhow
The affectionate touch of another
Is meaningless if it isn't earned
It is a lesson often forgotten
It always needs to be relearned
Is there one we can wow
What will or won't they allow
Before another we must bow
We always soon ask, what now
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