Lament Of The Optimist

The older I get the more often I realize
I am almost never wrong
Hammers on the loose
Trying to get white, getting golden
Crisscrossing stripes of the not-so-tiger
Walk in silence
Wishing that things would change

Optimist

Making sure one gets declared an idiot
Every once in a while
Talented people with excess chromosomes
Apathy puking the colours of the lonely loudness
Wishing that things would change

Optimist