Tap, Tap, Tap

Tap, Tap, Tap

What is there to say
Things changing day to day
Protest this
Prohibit that
We have lost our way

Who is charting our path
Leading us to an unknown bath
How do we know
Which way to go
To avoid the coming wrath

Save this, save that
Tapping shoes and tilted hat
We dance our way
Down rainy streets
To avoid the coming spat

Rabid Poet