But when do you itch
Rather than scratch?
When do you cling
Rather than latch?
When do you twin
Rather than match?
When do you begin
Rather than hatch?
When do you throw
Rather than catch?
When do you show
Rather than snatch?
When do you grow
Rather than patch?
When do you know
Rather than act?
When do you try
Rather than detach?
When do you solidify
Rather than thatch?
When do you cry
Rather than react?
When do you die
Rather than come back?
I consider death, the moment you run dry of rhyme/
The last joining word, left alone and shy/
I’ve used and, I’ve used also, I’ve used so/
I’ve used furthermore, alas, and although/
I want to finish the poem, on a conclusive note/
But just like life, and its questions, there’s too much I don’t know.
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 