Words can't say  what time has told
What once was young has since grown old
Another chance or so we pray
Yet still we live to rule the day
Inside or out  it's all the same
Why scream to shout or point to blame
For he who knows has yet been told
Just like a bluff the hand is fold
Still we seek  where all is lost
Placing bets at any cost
Trying hard to fool a lie
Away ye end where judgments fly
To whom would tell  if none would hear
If all is well then nothing's clear.......