Why do you put up with a social climber
With two rungs left
Before his feet touch the earth?
Is it pity, empathy or indifference?
*Choices are often ultimatums;
Free will is frequently channelled;
Chaos and dominos infiltrate like moles;
Serendipity and chance prevail.
A few rungs were damaged,
And the playing field is never level.*
Why do you put up with one so down?
Ladders, she says, *extend both ways,
The angles depend on aspirations.
Going up varies,
Coming down, inevitable.*
She concludes with:
*The law of gravity is grave.
That's how.*
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 9:27 AM UTC
Why do you put up with a social climber
With two rungs left
Before his feet touch the earth?
Is it pity, empathy or indifference?
*Choices are often ultimatums;
Free will is frequently channelled;
Chaos and dominos infiltrate like moles;
Serendipity and chance prevail.
A few rungs were damaged,
And the playing field is never level.*
Why do you put up with one so down?
Ladders, she says, *extend both ways,
The angles depend on aspirations.
Going up varies,
Coming down, inevitable.*
She concludes with:
*The law of gravity is grave.
That's how.*
