Detour Poem by John Sensele

Sometimes in life out of frustration we lose our way
Seeing green monster in a living room and in a kitchen
Because our thoughts driven insane waylay
All that we hold dear as we metamorphosed into a headless chicken.

Sometimes in life out of expediency we utter rubbish
Pandering to our basest emotions to play to the gallery
In a vain attempt to fit into a clique when our golden fish
Rots from the head, from the heart to tear our sensitivity distillery.

Sometimes in life out of spinelessness we promote folly
Abusing substances and leading a double life
To boost our dwindling confidence pretending in public to be jolly
When deep within us turmoil and turbulence sting like a serrated knife.

Sometimes in life out of misdirection and misinformation we drift
Like ions and electrons knowing not whether we're coming or going
Because ineptitude, indecision, incompetence and inability to shift
Gears to adapt to new paradigms lead to crossroads that are life threatening.