Name' sake

Seems the season for intentions,

And treason. 

So as the fruit falls from the tree, 

The tree falls to the sodden earth,

And the cycle repeats.

Life is to death

As death does its dealing.

And the cycle repeats, 

To generate healing.

I never meant to cause you harm,

I never felt so much the slip,

Of my lucky charm,

Take a stance and flex the arm

Break the trance -

And . . . 

*forgive me for shamelessly reposting the same song again,  but it's overwhelmingly appropriate in my current atmosphere  ?