Leaf left on a plate
Like a leaf
left on a plate, there was unsettled belief
That it was
our last couple of days. Good grief
On balance
never achieved anything. Left on a plate
Like a
leaf, we were singled out, with no mate
Boring
state of affairs left on a plate like a leaf
Which meant
a very sordid Schedule on ears deaf
Brutal
reality supplied gusty winds for eternity
And, like a
leaf left on a plate, our exposed fragility
Went flying
and soon the silence got to obscurity
Forever
under-achievers, we leave on a plate such insecurity.
Moorgate 8h 18 March 2019
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