Life,
You are
That sneaky and uncanny
Waiter
Who does
Not always
Serve
What was ordered.
Sometimes you give
Me exactly what I want
And even more than I
Expected,
But with a deceptive smile
And a plate
Loaded with
The delicate
And exquisite
Tastes of Joy.
But then your
Mood turns
To the dark side,
And all the horrors
Of the Unknown
Are out before me
And I sit looking
At it in this
Curious restaurant
I call my world.
What will your devilish
Scheming
Serve up next?
Will it be that dish that
I ordered called Success,
Or will you twist it around
To that subtle and
Defeating cuisine
Taken from the
Menu of Disappointment?
23/4/2016