we,
the analysts of our own condition,
watch, wait, sometimes debate,
quietly plan as best we can,
and attempt to stay above the fray
of cheap rhetoric and superficial outbursts..
no matter how convincing they may seem.
it is the job.
and that's what we do.
and if we're proven to be good at it, by its nature,
no one but us,
will ever know,
except maybe one of our offspring
who will tell
the tale about daddy's strange days and nights,
outbursts when he slept,
and on a bad day, he didn't get up,
when he usually did,
regardless of the hangover,
because daddy,
needed just one rare sleep in
to catch a break
from every other
obligation
hounding
his true and rational heart.
if for no other reason than,
to avoid
his heart breaking,
or anyone else, held close and dear,
and avoid
a silly sad abysmal insult, such, as this history is.
how's that? LOL.
pour me another one bartender!!! |
