Making It Do
by Michael Doyle

The world's pain
Is dipped in blue
Thinking I remember that
About me and you

Walking in with
My life's game face
If you keep on running away
Does it leave its trace

Most of the living world
Is a bit under the weather
We keep on hoping
It's bound to get better

There are bribes
That are easy to get behind
They're just hard to see
In this world gone blind

I'll pretend to be me
If you'll pretend to be you
If that sounds like a plan
We'll make it do

Most of the living world
Is a bit under the weather
We keep on hoping
It's bound to get better

(c) January 14, 2025   Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved