Mice and Men

Mice and Men

A Poem by Will

The best laid plans
Often fall apart.

They seemed so perfect,
At least from the start.

When they break down,
The men seem surprised.

But the mice just live on,
Indifference undisguised.

They feel no anguish
When the plans go awry.

But when man's plan fails,
He'll ball up and cry.

So why do we bother?
With all of the worry?

Is there really a difference
Between Saturn and Ferrari?

One man's life is
No better than the others'.

The plans of one man
Don't outweigh his brothers'.

What's the use in our plans
If they never go right?

Why don't we just wing it,
With so little in sight?

Let Fate take the wheel,
Let her make the plan,

As the mice will laugh
At the sobs of the man.

© 2013 Will


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"The best laid plans
Often fall apart."
&
"One man's life is
No better than the others'. " are very true lines.
You convey a very strong message here - That man plans very hard & cries when they fail. When they had to fail what is the point to plan @ first place. Instead leave to fate & stop worrying.

Posted 8 Years Ago


*really
Sorry for my spelling/grammar naziness....

Posted 8 Years Ago


Will

8 Years Ago

I'm the same way. No worries. Thanks :)
I really love this concept, Will - Man is the only animal that creates his own misery. Some great rhymes here. You may want to tighten up a few lines, for rhythm. Try: "But the mice just live on, Indifference undisguised."
and: "Why don't we just wing it, With all not in sight."

Love the "What's the difference between Saturn and Farrari" :)


Posted 8 Years Ago


Will

8 Years Ago

I made those tweaks; as usual, you're right, they really work better now. I'm so glad you loved that.. read more
Rita L. Sev

8 Years Ago

You are skilled, my friend!

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Added on May 28, 2013
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Tags: Mice, men, plans, right, wrong, fate, Ferrari, brothers

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Will
Will

Brooklyn, NY



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Well now that I have the patience, I'll actually write something here. I'm Will, and I'm 16 years old going on 17 , born and raised in Brooklyn, NY. I write what appeals to me. I just love writ.. more..

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