Mistakes
Mistakes
Running around with a dangerous crowd,
The delirious, the destructive, the loud.
Nabbed up, grabbed up, shut in the clink,
Time for a change, whadda ya think?
Now on the stand your voice will quake,
“Sorry your Honor, my mistake.”
And then you get out and back to your boys,
But a mistake made more than once is a choice.
A mistake made all the time is a choice,
Don’t give me that fake apology noise.
Do it again and your virtue voids,
A mistake made more than once is a choice.
Man, human, building as fast as you can,
Making lots of things later banned.
But you keep making ever more dangerous toys,
The mistakes you’ve made have been a choice.
A mistake made all the time is a choice,
Don’t give me that fake apology noise.
The sorrows of earth we sing just annoys,
A mistake made more than once is a choice.
Why must we be so very competitive?
The burning and churning gets more repetitive,
A spiral we dance ever fast and then faster,
Riding our crazy carousels to disaster.
Too many chances, too many close calls,
Maybe too late for us after all.
Being on repeat so easy to avoid -
A mistake made more than once is a choice.
A mistake made all the time is a choice,
Don’t give me that fake apology noise.
Do it again and your virtue voids,
A mistake made more than once is a choice.
Cliff Lake 4/23/2024
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