Wicked Intentions

We’ve all heard of the two roads diverged in a yellow wood

About the one hardly traveled and the other that firmly stood

But how many look to see the path they've took as good

How many look down at the path they’ve chosen and wished they could

change what they have made for themselves

And should that happen how many would?

How many have thought of the woulds and coulds

The should and should nots

How many have lost themselves to a mug shot?

We’ve all got that one shot

That shot to make our own lives trot

Away from us embarrassed of that black spot

That black rot

that left us with a soft spot

for all the planning and plots

against the swats

all across the globe

We’ve all lost touch with our frontal lobes

We need to reflect and recollect on our chosen roads

before we start grabbing our guns to reload

and unload

on those who we blame for goading

us into the trap of life

trust me it wasn’t life that made you grab that knife

and end that life

nothing excuses you from killing another

think about your mother

and trust me violence isn’t they only way to kill each other

bullies, threats and wicked intentions

are all in need of an intervention

lifes how we make it

you better believe it

before you leave your whit

behind with all the decency befit

for human kind

dont you mind

if you fell behind

everyone needs to unwind

but just pick yourself up and be redefined

leave behind

all that crime

one more time

just in time

for you to make a difference in aftertime

come on say a rhyme

dont fall behind

the world needs a civilized mind

lets all join hands

for one grand

good goodbye