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