There are times when I wonder and wait,
What’s going to be the outcome?
What’s going to be my fate?
Predisposition of untruths and lies
Sneaking about with no purpose
A poor job for spies.
I set out an outline of what it could be.
Time honored, then repeated
Was simple for me to see.
Preparation meeting opportunity
Now once and for all.
Just one last time here,
is my final choice, my finishing call.