lemonade

When the lemons dried
I thought they would be perfect to squeeze
But no drops

But then this downpour
And sadly, no sweet juice to savour
Bitter beyond the taste I wished for

I thought if I was given these lemons I could cause a miracle
I never even thought it would take one
Yet I’m more likely to get papaya juice at this point than
Lemonade

I saw the iceberg fast approaching
I knew the impact would be bolder than I could handle
And sadly, I was right

I saw the blowtorch ready to thaw the air
I believed I would be the force to draw it back to salvation
But I can’t even have a shot less a pitcher

I thought democracy could handle this relationship
I heard Plato’s calls for the will of the people
Yet even the greats couldn’t take this rot and make me
Lemonade.