Don't Curse The Darkness
Your marriage ends ‘cause you're a jerk, and your wife's had enough.
For all these years, she's simply laughed and put up with your stuff.
Instead of trying to change your ways, in self-pity you immerse.
Why should you light a candle when the darkness you can curse?
You lose your job ‘cause time and time again you showed up late.
Your boss decided this time she would do more than berate.
You hit the club and, on liquor, your money you disburse.
You'd never light a candle when the darkness you can curse.
Your kids are flunking classes, and they blame it all on you.
It isn't so much what you did but what you didn't do.
You're racked with guilt so, surely, you could not feel any worse.
It's dumb to light a candle when the darkness you can curse.
Election Day and, as always, you have no plans to vote.
You feel that politicians these days are far too remote.
Regarding things political, you've always been averse.
And only fools light candles when there's darkness they can curse.
Things that go wrong in life, you feel you can't do much about.
And so you cannot help but think that options, you're without.
But only you are able to make all those things reverse.
Just light a candle and you won't have darkness you can curse.
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