In the space of a single day It’s almost impossible to stay Above the fray owing to the array Of inconsistencies keen on inspiring dismay.
Sun shows up in the eastern horizon And not everyone’s enthusiastic on It’s cutting short blissful sleep, many a frown Wrinkle up folks’ faces instead, an unpleasant situation.
Conversation’s a glass of lime juice served cold Daring and unmitigated,brazen and bold. One flies of the handle as one can’t hold One’s horses any further, what follows is uncontrolled.
It’s a delicate dance, one where stepping on someones toes Is a matter of certainty, notwithstanding the mores.
Only an experienced dancer,an old hand of sorts can leave a dance floor without having been stepped on,or stepping on someone else for that matter.