Die Askew
What’s a word without its meaning?
Another sound elicits the tone?
But how could one discern the meaning?
Perhaps cannot, instead assuming.
A kind of person shakes each hand;
Their heart is kind and understands.
To mean one thing by cutting up;
They come off mean and abrupt.
Lie back down.
Don’t tell the truth.
Know the current
Of the youth.
Oh Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
Who’s the fairest of them all?
When’s it coming, can’t recall?
Express the hatred of the gall.
Right the wrong.
Don’t turn left.
With the tire,
Can’t go deft.
Topsy-turvy spins the ring;
A jeweled ring fit for kings.
Strike the match and watch the flame;
The match in heaven turned insane.
By definition, this may sound mad.
But how could one know the plan?
In the end, what’s the use?
Each own decision is made by you.