Full circle
von Jacques Pinard Brown (Copyright)
I asked for words and they were sent
But those that came my brain did bend
Lo! The gates opened and in I went
Into the land of plenty
And the fire within my eye, began to die
So if I lie, or worst still, tell the truth
You will laugh until you cry, why
Was I so aloof ?
So one and one might give you none
Instead of what you thought
Dreams that come are all long gone
And we’ve all come to naught