Win/Loss, Cost?

I must confess
I must confess, that now I find
We all lose sometimes

We all lose sometimes,
and sometimes we get fucked
No matter if we've had enough
and beg the world to stop
Sometimes, you'll get fucked

And sometime's when the music's right
and it's an absurd time of night
And everybody feels alright,
Well, we all win sometimes

Life is just a play
where we all forget the lines
Lose the plot only to find
a deeper meaning, hides behind
An absurd construct man calls time

Did you lose the grasp on life and love?
I know now what Jesus would've done
And I wish I was as certain when we talk politics
And I beg the computer for one measly little kiss,

Fertile and fruitful,
a vessel on a shore
Any good girl wouldn't want any more

Let's SCREAM real loud while we dance in the street
Thumping our soles to some crazy-man beat
And feel the lifeblood up through our feet,
the young little people, oh isn't they sweet

Have you forgotten how to be?, the sax man asks
And the only answer on my lips is the erudite "Pass"

I Love It ViV!

We certainly do get fucked!
I just love the way that you have written this, almost rambling about things. (No offence intended)

'Lets scream!' embrace life, great message!

Debs

Thanks!

Ouuff, thank you!
Yes, I ramble, I'm increbidly stream-of-consciousness and as such end up soundign all over the place,
but I'm glad you liked it!

Yeah... it's almost about forgetting about the wins because you're getting fucked over, and remembering that life is only worth it for the highs, and with the highs inevitably come the lows. That's called living, and if you don't want to get hurt, there are always Howard Hguhesque bubbles...

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