All mishaps ever made
And mistakes ever bade
When absent real intent
Or absolutely meant
Swim subconsciously deep
Beyond that conscious reef
Set out to set up shop
Whether asked to or not
They re-make perfect parts
Brains, veins, arteries, hearts
They re-thread nuts and bolts
To misfit roles and souls
We buy them unaware
Each time we take a dare
Or do another’s bid
And knowing when we did
Accept and go along
Would not be right, but wrong.
What you do comes back to you…
© January 2006; October 2011
