Humpty Dumpty Harvest Poem by John Sensele

Don't bother to explain
Your cup has gone empty
Cos you‘ve chosen to cruise in your lampoon lane
At breakneck speed to join Humpty Dumpty.

‘Tis time to leave you to your devices
As you long you stew in your juice, my darling
Plunging headlong into victim vices
If you feel they thereby make you sterling.

Makes sense to protect what you own
Regardless of how fickle it feels
When you'd rather not mourn
Clutching and snatching at the hill of wilted wills.

Tap from the wellness well
Before you sink into the quicksand
That rings and sings the boisterous bell
While you in fact bury your head in the sadness sand.

Choices to make and voices to utter
Turning right or left by design
If you think nothing ain't the matter
While you fight on or to your fate you resign.

All to fight for given enough willpower
To traverse territories in your mind
Disregarding the lure of the hour and its flower
When you determine sanity over vanity you'll find.

Persist in laying your life on your phone
If that's where you become live
Casting at your future a sorry stone
Determined against common sense to catalyze a deceit-driven dive.