Just How It Goes

Just How It Goes

                                                Wrapper Discarded ~ Philip Brent Harris


I’m an old white guy,
I shouldn’t rap.
If I even try,
They’ll call it crap.
But I am troubled,
In every way.
My stress is doubled,
On every day.
Terror and fright
On the news,
Each and every night,
But not my views.
Toil and strife,
It creeps inside
Through every orifice,
Nowhere to hide.
Drink or drug won’t suffice.
What will it get you?
Wait and see, now,
What it is or who,
Can you guess how?
Innocent bystander
Or intended target,
Some off-hander
Or flagrant debt.
The bombs will drop
And the guns will fire;
Picked off by a cop,
Or a crazy who aspires.
Your dance of death,
Now or a later on.
Cross the Lethe;
Don’t forget your coins.
Still, it is no disguise,
To place them on your eyes.
Pay the boatman,
Pay the piper;
The brightest smile can
Hide the viper.
And who knows,
Till we are done,
That’s how it goes;
You may be the next one.


Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment


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