© Musue N. Haddad
Flip, flop, flip flop
That is just it
What is it?
One day it is up
Next day what happens?
It is all down
Who wants a Flip Flop life?
Instability, insecurity
It’s all a flux
For the soul
Collapses, crushes
Million broken pieces
Irrevocable; beyond repair
Do you like flip flop?
I do not; I don’t!
Not in this place
Never in the home
I abhor flip flops
Here, there, anywhere
It crushes, and sinks
The home and heart
Such irreparable damage!
What Flip, Flop life.
A Life of Instability
Copyright © Musue N. Haddad
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