Whispers' Dilemma
“Sitting with a pen and pad, Wondering if I have gone mad. Borrowing wisdom from lifeless wise, Betting I will be sued once or twice. Do these words even belong to me?” ‘Clearly it's a waste of time. While nobody cares about Bermuda anymore, Why do I expect someone to find my thoughts Or do I expect myself to find it.’ “Why do the flowery words betray me Where do they go when I despair What will I even write this line with” ‘Now nothing makes sense to me Should just stuck to my routine’ “I worry future scholars for fuming about what this baboon is bumbling about.” - CON...