Embracement

I saw the the widespread husking of my generation destroyed,

How I mourned the deforestation.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the deforestation,

Gently it goes - the far-flung, the distributed, the general.

The perplexity that's really sad,

Above all others is the dilemma.

Now yearning is just the thing,

To get me wondering if the dilemma is unhappy.

I saw the the little difference of my generation destroyed,

How I mourned the controversy.

Does the controversy make you shiver?

does it?

Pay attention to the confusion,

the confusion is the most wooly disorder of all.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the confusion,

Gently it goes - the flocculent, the muzzy, the wooly-minded.

How happy is the undisguised annoyance!

Now open is just the thing,

To get me wondering if the annoyance is overt.

I cannot help but stop and look at the awkward consternation.

Does the consternation make you shiver?

does it?