Aloft where challenging gray sheet & proud minds meet
Silence envelops air but robins hum so sweet
In seats all uniformed seem petrified
Mr. Serious conquered everyone’s pride
“Til lonesome breaks by non-bird, human farts sour tweet.

-01/12/2007
(Dumarao)
*Topsy-Turvy Limerick Ironic

I don't believe in soul mates
What I do believe in
Is people that connect
On some deeper level
Immediately upon acquaintance
And not meaning you agree
On where to eat for dinner
But the connection where your heart
Seems to slip out
Of your rib cage
Because it's found a home
Outside of your chest.

If wrong was right
Then I'd be right
Mostly every time

If do or die
Was the way to live
Then I'd be doing fine

If problems would
All disappear
Blink and they go missing

If answers came
In sheets of gold
I could not afford to listen

If what I said
And what I did
Were one and the same

Who am I
Trying to kid
It'll never go down that way

Because right is right
And wrong is wrong
Proudly on display

So get a clue
Not as I do
And certainly not as I say

I've been waiting,
All my day.
I've been trying,
To find my way.
I've been wishing,
To let myself stay.