Observe now as
Hero turns coward
Century old pine -
Coffin or cupboard
Propane drenched moon
Flares up into Sun
There’s a nobody
Becoming someone
Pack of thug angels
Bullies meek sinner
There is the lion
Mounting a hyena
Love’s rather pleasant
But it smells funny
Men like things soft
Women things shiny
Colder and leaner
The coming of Fall
Prudent invest in
Fur feather and coal
Possessing the grace
And brains of a deer
Fortune’s unfair
But in it sincere
Leafing his planner
Mutters old god
I had to do something
But I forgot
