Friday, February 4, 2022

Rides . . .


Many things I'd like to hide
From deep within my own dark side.
Much proposed and much was tried
In that horribly menacing slow ride.

Somehow we managed to survive.
A few got hurt but no one died.
It wasn't sad but some still cried
After all undertaking that one slow ride.

They said there'd be joy but we know that they lied.
They said it was nothing, our entreaties denied.     
They said we'd be home soon, just take it in stride,
As they led us through hell in that long, slow ride.




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