Chapter 93

Affliction

What is the affliction
Is it the Lonely Hearts Club
Or even worse still yet
The Cracked Minds Club

Sometimes we dodge a blow
Sometimes we do not
Those seem to be
The ones that hurt a lot

Love's accelerator to the floor
Feel the emotional carburetors drink
With everything moving fast
There is little time to think

What does tomorrow bring
When only today happens now
The past becomes clouded
Blindly onward without thought we plow

Where does IT go
Where does IT end
It all finishes the same
Tolerate, submit, capitulate, bend

Nobody