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May 04, 2010
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A Villanelle, Maybe Will Tell
I do not understand
I can see when all is good
why then, do things seem not so grand ?
Please don't repremand
I truly believed you understood
things don't unfold, exactly as they're planned.
The future ends what's bland
it's proven daily as you live in your own "hood"
fire burns, even if it isn't fanned.
The bits we know for sure, are merely "manned"
but, the unknown can't be explained like a piece of wood,
nor will it stretch, as if a rubber band.
But, you must understand
you cannot change things, and even if you could;
you're still stuck with ingredients, pre-canned.
So, all across each and every land,
we all will end up doing just as we should;
do you want to share a journey ? Take my hand.
I can see when all is good
why then, do things seem not so grand ?
Please don't repremand
I truly believed you understood
things don't unfold, exactly as they're planned.
The future ends what's bland
it's proven daily as you live in your own "hood"
fire burns, even if it isn't fanned.
The bits we know for sure, are merely "manned"
but, the unknown can't be explained like a piece of wood,
nor will it stretch, as if a rubber band.
But, you must understand
you cannot change things, and even if you could;
you're still stuck with ingredients, pre-canned.
So, all across each and every land,
we all will end up doing just as we should;
do you want to share a journey ? Take my hand.
— docmaverick, May 04, 2010
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Antoinette Mar…
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