Author: Thomas Barbey
Image; What has happened? (here)
Around the chairs, they stood their grounds
Each hoping to find a seat,
Before the tune comes to a sudden stop
But what happens when the chairs run out
when the music stops and there's a scramble for a seat
The game of musical chairs has often
gone awry. As tempers flare and tears flow
Accusations thrown, fingers pointed,
And the disappointed and frustrated just leave
What started as a game of fun, has now
Accusations thrown, fingers pointed,
And the disappointed and frustrated just leave
What started as a game of fun, has now
become a battle to be won,
But in the end, there's no prize,
just a lesson learned.
For when the music starts again,
The same old cycle will begin,
And as we all scramble again
But in the end, there's no prize,
just a lesson learned.
For when the music starts again,
The same old cycle will begin,
And as we all scramble again
We'll forget the fights but remember
the joys of the musical chairs
Carrie at the Sunday Muse.#257.
All the heartache over a piece of cake? Yes if you're an orphan eating scraps from the elite.
ReplyDeleteNice write, Hank. A bit sad hinting of the cruelness in our world.
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Hi Hank, Helen here ~~~ Musical chairs when I was a youngster frightened me, I usually ended up on the floor at some point. I like what you did with the photo!
ReplyDeleteI remember musical chairs as a game of fun. Lots of scramble, lots of determination.
ReplyDeleteHowever in your metaphor for life without the fun and only the aim to win. It hold a powerful message..
Have a good week
Much💖love
A lesson learned indeed! I love where the image took you Hank! Wonderful writing my friend
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