Idiosyncrasy

Peculiar as it all may be

It’s really quite the norm for me.

You say yea and I say nay

When simple maybe would suffice.

 

We solve it problematically

With idiosyncrasity.

The ups, the downs, the turnarounds,

The dogma of pure sacrifice.

 

Subtle difference often plays

A character in our malaise,

A comic thief, brief relief

To make the picture worth the price.

 

Karma often wears disguise,

Hides behind flirtatious eyes,

Bending rules and acting cruel,

Deceiving hoards with its device.

 

You have nothing left to fear

As smiles spread from ear to ear.

True is true and you are you to

Be yourself and not think twice.