Brookwrite

Mysteries

Life is an ever changing mystery
each day receding into history
many stories pass through time untold
every hour as our pasts unfold
I wonder if I will ever see
the mystery that is my destiny.

One day I am my lady's prince,
one day, never a word from since
I've decided that I'll be content
living only by my own consent
if you rely on leaving subtle hints
don't expect me to be convinced.

Often when I've got to solve a crime
I can't see what the deed was half the time
Maybe someone did somebody wrong
maybe known each other far too long
people switch from subjects to sublime
often without reason nor rhyme.

Written in 1997.