5) Message To The Constituents I V (Ballad) Poem by Otradom Pelogo

The worst of days, when troubles make
The globe an enigmatic quadrangle
But when it's a part, not an extraction
Our view of life becomes more radial

It seemed right at first, all of a sudden
Everything was clear and effectual
Then the clear discretely became opaque
Some genteel, pious, some non-judicial

The parallax can change perspective and
Sometimes launder things which adulterates
And because life is forever changing,
Solutions it forever fabricates

I often ask as well as hear, why does
Even the good becomes desquamated
Then create an answer, then sometimes
Makes sure it's noted and negated

To understand what's going on sometimes
Requires the effort of abstinence
Be reassured if more questions follow
For it's simply life and life with cadence