Uncertainty
by Anthony Gregory
Tranquility vanishes,
As I head back to town,
The assorted faces share uncertainty.
We play all our cards;
Half are faced down,
Aware we must fold come eternity.
The train, the pain
Dominate the plain,
Confused and reckless surroundings.
Though it’s subtly silent,
A man shrugs his best frown
At uncertainty’s unbearable poundings.
And clarity vanishes
As I head back up North,
Apathetic about my arrival.
I’ve played the same game
And so be it henceforth,
I’ll defend my confusion’s revival.
I’ve fought with thoughts.
What it is that I sought
That brought me to all my conclusions;
In this game of chance,
For what it’s worth,
Clarity lost to confusion.
Opportunity vanishes
Before it appears,
I’ve waited in anticipation.
I’d play with ideas,
‘Till they turned to fears,
Which in turn spawned false expectations.
Amused, confused;
And eventually abused,
Am I as I’m lost without compass.
These thoughts so unclear,
I share with my peers,
In a genus I gladly will lump us.
And all sanity vanished,
As those I’m among
My train peers seem disconnected.
From the games that I play
To the songs that I’ve sung;
The conceptual plays I’ve directed
My heart’s been apart
From this game from the start;
Nothing will undo the hurt in me.
Though we don’t think or speak
With the same mind or tongue,
We at
least can all share uncertainty.