Confused!













What’s wrong with this crazy place?
Right seems wrong and visa versa too,
People have question marks on their face.

Aimless, like upstairs there's vacant space,
Are they part of the "who's stupid" pool?
What’s wrong with this crazy place?

Searching, an empty dream they chase,
No common sense and they act like a fool;
People have question marks on their face.

Playing life’s game in disgrace,
Deceit and corruption are their tools.
What’s wrong with this crazy place?

 Wanting away from this rat race,
Learning their habits in the wrong school;
People have question marks on their face.

They need bad to be replaced,
For hearts and minds to be retooled.
What’s wrong with this crazy place?
People have question marks on their face.


© Loyd C. Taylor