SOCKS, BOXES AND LOCKS
SOCKS, BOXES AND LOCKS
ANOTHER TRIVIAL INTIMIDATING MOMENT
ALTHOUGH UNKNOWN WHY
DAYS HAVE ONLY THEY’RE DAYS
PEOPLE WITH TO MUCH ON THER’RE MINDS
AND NOT ENOUGH IN THEIR HEART
PEOPLE CONSTANTLY POINTING FINGERS
ONLY TO REALIZE THER’RE WRONGS
PEOPLE WITH NOTHING NICE TO SAY
ONLY TO REALIZE THER’RE DEAF TO THEMSELVES
PEOPLE ARE LOOKING FOR SOMETHING
BUT THEY CAN NOT FIND THEMSELVES
AND THEY WHINE ABOUT NOT FINDING SOCKS
ONLY TO REALIZE THEY’RE WITH THE DIRTY LAUNDRY
AND CRY ABOUT THEIR EMPTY BOXES
SOMETHING NOBODY ELSE REALLY WANTS
AND TOTALLY FRUSTRATED INSERTING A KEY IN LOCKS
AS THE KEY GOES IN, THE DOOR THEN OPENS
SO NOW IS THEIR TIME TO FUSTIGATE
A TIME THAT BECOMES FUTILE WITH NO FUTURE
A TIME OF THE DAY THAT’S JUST ANOTHER DAY
A TIME TO THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK OR REACT
A TIME TO NOW CHANGE
FOR SOCKS, BOXES AND LOCKS
HAVE NO RELATION, IN, WOW IT’S A BEAUTIFUL DAY
IMAGINE IF YOU REALLY WERE IN A BAD WAY
Joseph A DeVoe
7/19/09
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