When one door slams shut . . .
So where’s that other door to open upon possibilities?
And there’s no window to fly through to a bright future
Neither’s here so you’re trapped like the proverbial rat
Do you go against old saws?
Turn around and head back out the shut door?
Of course you do
Plan B
If at first you don’t succeed
Turn around and get back on that waiting horse out there
Hey hey hey
Once a door shuts the last thing you do is sit down
What’s that you’re staring at in your hand?
A pin?
And you’re not going anywhere until you figure out
How many angels can dance on its head?
Now there’s a great plan
Lanning Lee 