Issues at hand.

Too sweet 

to detect sarcasm
too nonchalant 

to give pessimism audience
I climb, I fall
continue to waltz to
life's soul-less tune.

Paycheck to pay-debt
thriving on takeovers and bids
still stand to hypocritically judge me?
Find some thousand worthy cares....
a kid begging on Nkrumah road...
your neighbor showering his spouse with life threatening blows....
walk to work....
go bang your pans....
there are million ways of blowing steam
than a duel with a swirling mind.

I strum
write,

feed Toughie

 we all slept yesterday

but some just didn't wake up today.