Caged
Wide out of time
wandering plains
Of nowhere
Resistance
Futile brain
Fogged
Fuddled
Cogniscense sags
Caged fawn
Fumbles to frolic
Verily vixen feigns vitality
Praise ‘n’
Plonking platitudes placate
Intolerance crescends
Tomorrow’s new day beckons
Nice alliteration throughout Robert, and noting that yes a new day beckons, especially after a very ordinary day at best.
Thank goodness for those tomorrows, Paul.
yes, absolutely, always hope Robert ❤️
let us hope we can break out of the cages especially the ones we make ourselves be in.
I agree.