Moments Indecisive Poem by David N. Munene

Moments as these mark endings
Such are the times where endings bear beginnings
Surely the heart of jealousy is a consuming inferno
One that the soul kindles of negative hunch like a 'no'
Man deserted is one whose presence isn't welcome
Woman out there riddles the mind with unbecome
What a pathetic silence the loser deals with!
It truncates the actual room for accommodation in width
When such is the situation, affection tastes like filth

In the company of silent loud noise
The heart loses the usual upright poise
When the walls lock you out and the noise deafens,
Rock music metallically fills up the room; muscle stiffens
I may never go against thought, but thought may
In a frightening, fright and flight suffer dismay
Just bear in mind that what you do in any day,
The heart that's on the receiving end is made of clay

An excuse is reason and reason is an excuse
The reason caused by the season of reason is misuse
Play on! Play on; just bear in mind the dancers
Are you entertainment or one of the total cancers?
You certainly will suffer a dry dance floor,
If by any chance you don't get thrown out of the door

When I can't complain, doesn't mean I have no complaint
Whenever I never hurt you; just remember am no saint
Just 'cause you didn't sustain colour, doesn't mean you are paint
What is the quickest, surest, most accurate way to know you?