Perspective :: abelsimpa :: Original Poetry

Perspective

All we ever wanted was to get a grip

now we are forced to take a trip

and we cannot help but hold the slip

even when emotions run deep

nothing but the pages of fate will flip

You tell me to calm down because of the difference in your shoes

let us swap sides, trade places and do some exchange of goose

then you will see that golden eggs are not naturally set loose

you don’t eat your cake, walk up to the knead to get scoops!