Not for the first time, a post on Colleen’s marvellous CHATTER BLOG has prompted a thought that, in turn, has generated a few words that have now turned into a rapid rhyme. The post is called NOTHING WILL.
Life decides how it shall be
it can’t be left to you and me
We lack the nouse, the wherewithal
if left to us the world would fall
It’s plain as day, we play the game
In every life it’s just the same
We think ourselves in charge of us
but life knows otherwise because
we lack the nouse, the wherewithal
If left to us the world would fall.