The water flows so softly,
around a swimming duck.
Ripples will always appear,
and thats when we say"what
the fuck."
Its not the way we sound,
spewing ignorance with
every breath,It is the way
others see us,as we inch
closer to death.
We all have the brains to
talk and show sense,but
its the poor decisions we
make,that keep every-
one in suspense.
There is that point in
time,when we know we
are being a puke,but
some choose the latter,
which causes the masses
to rebuke.
Something inside makes
you take that wrong
stance,others listening,
are not blamed for their
lack of rememberance.
Some dont like the feeling,
of being caught in that
devils web,those are the
good,who rarely see
this flow and ebb.
Those who like being
arrogant,and filled with
manifest crass,will
ultimately be talking to
themselves,and know deep
down,they are the ass.
So,whatever the situation,
given strength or neg-
ativity thereof,all thoughts
and conversation,shall run
smoothly as a fluttering
dove