HEADLESS CHICKEN

Headless Chicken

Helter skelter as a head less chicken

Treading where your feet lead

While the blood is still pumping, and the flesh is still warm

A few more steps, before the final fall

Which way you head turns, does it really matter

When all you’re left with, is headless after slaughter!  

DEAD END

Remember, those days of sunshine

When the sky was still clear

When love was  in the air, and happiness all around

But seasons change; just as everything else

Surrounded now, by the darkness of the clouds

The cold  winter air beckons me

As my road is covered with fallen autumn leaves

Where else can I go now?

When the road I’ve taken, is only a dead end!