In these our land where the wise would speak to the wise
Fools answering fools
Carpenters attending to Wood Cutters
Hunters to Butchers
Mate to Captains
Apprentices to Masters
The gate officer
To higher authorities
Which would only come from above?
Reminding me of my little years in the Educational Institution
Where support are given men of authorities
Asked to rally behind them?
But where Caesar may not be given his due
Shall they be my foes?
If father to Son only
Mother to daughter
What would be of goose and gander?
When party needs more than battalions
Bouquet of flowers
If I fall for you
And you fall for me…
This is what needs doing.