He sits in the back of my mind
And like a clock decides to rewind
All that he has observed to have occurred
Which seemed as though he had long ago procured
It so happened that behind the scenes
A lot of scripts were written down but just like sins
Washed away not by blood but by the inner resilience of his thoughts
Erasing all sorts of hope beneath leaving behind only ifs. If only doubts
Weren’t the order of the day
For it seemed as though there was a way
To actually have all this resolved so that certainty
Might actually take charge once given the opportunity
But none of that really mattered
To those who had already muttered
Their predictions and predicaments concerning
This occurence as he was also presumed to be discerning
Enough to make himself aware of the possible
Outcomes if he dared to act all out and plausible
Over issues that were already known to be out of control
As such no need to race after something that needed no patrol.
As a result he chose to just wear smiles
Like make up to cover up the hurts for a while
He had to keep a grave silence concerning a virus
That chewed him up slowly but surely in various ways
He clearly resorted to adapt with the majorities’ say
As there was no choice left for him but to comply
To facts that seemed to him revealed so plainly
And calling off this battle as just game to play
Was presumed to be the only logical way.
Defeated by that destiny he clearly
Chooses above all else to relay
All that without any delay
munyenyejemmy 