Obviously Both comedy and tragedy Feed on And are fed by reality With a savagery So if you play nice You might find the happy in strife Both can Take you by the hand And lead you to the promise land Your best guess of an afterlife Slice the tension with a knife To get the upper hand Don't bite the hand Try to Stick to The grand plan But prepare to fall when you take your stand Humble humility will get you knocked off the grandstand Then where will you stand? Honestly, It all feels like quicksand No buts, just and I too don't understand