Societal Etiquette

Stand still, go on, just block the path

I won’t scream out, I’ll hide my wrath

I’ll stay my ire, you’ll never know

How far my stop valve wants to blow.

You’re old it’s true, you need your breath

You know? you came so close to death.

A push, a shove you’re in the road

My mirth will rise, my mind explode.

A stricken corpse on tarmac lays

You’re ignorant in many ways

But no, I’ll stop, excuse myself

And leave my anger on the shelf

Published by dec247h

Ex soldier, father, party girl and generally nice guy taking time out to do as he pleases! one day i will make it back to the UK, but i aint in a hurry!

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