Sometimes It's an End

She said I had it coming 

That one day she'd be gone

She said she wasn't kidding 

She was tired of being done wrong

I guess it's for real, I guess she didn't pretend

Sometimes it's a beginning, sometimes it's an end

He pounded on the keyboard 

As he screamed out his reply

He won’t let his ox be gored

He won't sit back and cry

Self-satisfied with his hate as he hits “send”

Sometimes its a beginning, sometimes its an end

When you make it to the top

Take a good long look around

It’s only a temporary stop

Your only next move is down

Willows obscure what’s around the bend

Sometimes its a beginning, sometimes its an end

Seeking for a chance at fame

She proudly joined the protest

There she is in the camera’s frame

To fame she is indeed closest

What does front page above the fold portend?

Sometimes its a beginning, sometimes its an end

The freed id seeking for satisfaction

Can leave a maelstrom in its wake

Against it the ego can’t get traction

At least usually not until it’s too late

Apologies may or may not be your friend

Sometimes it’s a beginning, sometimes its an end

September 2016