Wandering Thoughts


The bitter taste of effort and the hot coal of input

This short ladder is nowhere near the roof

The lyrics of hard work

They may rhyme

Bringing down the gatherings

No matter the size

Making good use of the time

Not an option

Doing otherwise

Now that is crime

Yet a bargain is inevitable

Leave me to wonder

Wandering in my head for what is right

Wondering if this head is right