How easy it may be
To bravely blame some one
Clueless to sniffle
Life and trust let be undone
Play cynical our plan
Coyly east nor playfully west
Then blame other teams
For the unraveling fest
We can go ahead
Say things that fit no shoe
Sullenly then say
I think they can't be true
Over and over again
Hear things that need be heard
Yet pay no heed
Appear to flit, an unbound bird
Choices we can make
Sifting through reckonable things
Or fruitless watch
The wind that a life event brings
We are our own,
enemy, we need none outside
Cynically we also
want someone, to match our stride
Keys and the lock
hold them close dear like life
Appear not to listen
loose it all to needless strife
The tragedy of a man,
who couldn't make up his mind!
Mute as a door knob
for history's vagaries to find
saadat tahir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tragedy-of-a-man-1412-12/
