Caught deep within the assiduous trap

Of life,

I crave a remedial slap,

To remind me not to 'Mind the Gap',

But delightfully relish the supposed mishap.

Of falling down onto truth's track,

Candidly facing all that I lack,

Inspecting each and every crack,

Acknowledging both my white and black.

For I am blessed with sheer free will

To pursue indulgently each cheap thrill,

That transports me far, far from this place.

Temporarily, at least, I can embrace.

The moment and all that it brings,

My heart it leaps, pulsates and sings.

Yet as it starts, it ends; this fling

My song is pierced, a bitter sting.

Reverberating throughout my soul,

Resigned, dejected, back into the hole

Of fear, doubt, insecurity,

Who can comprehend the enormity?

Of succumbing to conformity?

Jo

A Moodscope member.