Plans Today
Recklessly I’ve abandoned my plans today Dropped Plop Thud And the load just pluds Sits and stares It’ll grow. I’ll get further behind From this perspective But what is behind, and what is ahead? And what is alive and what is dead? And what is now and what was then? And what is to lose and what is to win?
As a bench warmer I commentate (Couch warmers are commentaters) Give my comments from the side Blah blah blah Wrong or right Just my words to fill the space Not much worth to the ones in the game
My focus has shifted My tenor and timbre A new voice has called A new set of demands To arise and not sleep To act and not wait To free fate and fears And be bold with my gait