In this day and age, there is so little convention of civility that is kept and each indiscretion perhaps leads further to those things that act in concert to break down society.
All That Mistaken Jazz by Michael Doyle Conversations kept in privacy For the sake of space and dignity Focus is kept on things of importance And seldom given up on random chance Winners, they say, don't ever quit Yet, losses are had that don't fit Into all of the midst of trite phrases Go the busy people through their odd phases When dreams become shattered and broken Over words never meant to be spoken Life becomes but a whimper of the sad The price paid for treasures never had We live as we desperately dream, alone Unless we can get past hearts of stone It's a matter that goes beyond pragmatism Felt deeply as it is as if animal magnetism Said as if it is with some just hesitation Why is there then an avoidance of question What is it then that you want the most Asks the hidden voice of the genuine host (c) June 4, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
