Complications

 

One voice here and another there

Before you could speak one more pops up

Jumping, kicking, pushing and screaming

You have too many choices when only one is important

Too much work!

Multi-tasked you are

When you have to do them one-by-one

 

All in all, you cannot choose at all

If only they were like clothes

The laundry monster could juggle it all

To put pride on your shoulder with a smile of satisfaction

 

You have an apple that cannot feed ten stomachs

You have a perfect jean without a perfect top

It’s all about choices

It’s all about content

An innocent rose surrounded by thorny weeds

And overloaded with questions without answers

Problems without solutions

It’s a complication

Categories Poetry, Thoughts

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