To Appease

Moldy block of cheese,
I do what I please to ease my worried mind

No matter what I do,
I’ll always be true to whatever I happen to find--

And the puppies chase their tails
While the hound dogs howl their wails
But the secret never fails to be exposed—everyone knows…

Rotten as I am,
Can I still be a Man?
Not quite perfect, but striving to be.

If everyone died,
Would I still be alive to face what the world couldn’t see?

And the stars will fall from their places
As I remember their faces
But they won’t leave any traces
To be remembered by God.