Withering wrly I wonder today
Are bad decisions hidden shades of grey
Can’t regret promises made, persevere
Even when losing sleep I fight my fear
Birdsong never reaches the ears I plea
The hiss and blare metal rearing up free.
Late to bed, untimely to rise, sour dreams
Siphon and conduct like a dying stream
Rhythm I fear, won’t repeat this again
To protect, and respect, shed boys be men.
The moment at hand, this is my last chance.
I’ve stepped on your toes and tripped up this dance.
Honor, fidelity, promise, a vow
Once a week, forever, beginning now