Tides

At the end of the day there is a night they say,

Then as night fades out dawn shows up, another day,

So is the tide comes and goes with the moon and sun,

There is order in the world, a place and a purpose for everyone,

Then human shows up, and order is gone for no logical reason,

All mixed up summer or winter, rain, snow, wind, all is one season,

Yet stupidity is here to stay, with high or low tide, day or night,

It strikes us all over with its full might, it takes its relentless bite,

Sleep well tonight oh world, tomorrow is another night and day,

I’ve given up, I shall go with the tide, I see no other way.

xxx

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