Chorus:
The things I strike out against,
May ricochet right back,
Causing self-imposed angst,
In a self-mutilating act...
A kamikaze like attack.
The hate I cast,
Comes back fast,
With even greater force,
Dividing all of us.
Hey! Ricochet?
Did I hear Her?
Like a mirror.
"I'm rubber.
You're glue.
Whatever you say,
Bounces off me,
And, sticks to you."
One thing's for sure --
Be careful what you wish for.
(Unless it's love forever...
That love will endure... it is our future...
That "the love I cast,
Will last... and last... and... last.")
Return to:
Narley Marley's Reggae Festival