“Let it go, Michael!”

let it go michael

Life looks pretty bleak

If you’re a resistant control freak

Nothing ever goes as it’s s’posed to

See it’s up to the Universe if it chose to

Nothing lasts forever

You’ll never be that clever

To beat the hand of Fate

Before you choose and it’s way too late

Nothing ever stays the same

You shouldn’t be afraid of change

If you dig your toes in and won’t budge

Or if you stay angry, hold a grudge

Life looks pretty bleak

If you’re a control freak

I would imagine intense anxiety

when you can’t make things as you want them to be

And an obsessive, over-busy mind

That’s never easy to unwind

So you find something else to get it fixed

But now – you look drugged…

Not happy, in those pics

© Kait King, 2016

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6 thoughts on ““Let it go, Michael!”

  1. Wonderful poetry as always. Picture this I’m smoking but the smoke goes in my eyes, you mind if I take it out of my mouth? You do, shoot it makes me look like a complete druggy fool! Yes smoking is for fools (I did it for decades until 2010). Take care Kait and don’t let them grind you into submission xoxo

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