New poem: "It's a Long Way to Tipperary"

 

It’s a Long Way to Tipperary

 How far does one have to go

before they realize they’re going

the wrong way? And when they

realize it, how long will it take

before they change direction? All

the friends we make along the way,

how can we say goodbye to them

when we no longer believe what

they have to say? It’s a long way

to Tipperary, a long way to go;

but to get to Tipperary, we have

to know how to get there, and who

can we trust to show us the way?