What If…

What if mornings are for mourning,

And nights are for knights,

And hymns are for him?

What if my whole has a hole,

And I can’t write right,

Or hear here,

Because all I can see is the sea?

What if the bare bear bears a burden,

And the hare has horrific hair,

And the dear deer is dreadfully dreary,

While the moose munches mousse?

What if I waste this waist,

Because I’m the principal of principles?

What if one week I’m weak?

Could we still find the peace piece?

Or would the lesson be lessened,

Because the route traveled is the root of the issue?

Please wait, Weight.

Have you not seen the scene?

Can you not counsel the council?

Do not let the parish perish.

What if…