The World is Topsy Turvy

The World is Topsy Turvy

The world is topsy turvy

It is lying on its wild side

Inside out

We are all rinsed out

Turned about

Upside down

Wrong way around

Turning the creaking handle

Pulled through a mangle

Sometimes blow dried

Sometimes burnt and spun

The world carries such a heavy weight

Pulled in all directions

Potholes on the well used roads

Caught in the middle of a big freeze

Gasping for breath underneath the blue waves

Bruised by the hail

Bathing in the showering rain

Hot sand storms

Blinded and totally lost

Angry and happy skies

Holding on to the grass lawn

Heavy air weighs down on my head

Just as I said

The world is topsy turvy

It is lying on its wild side

Inside out

We are all rinsed out

Turned about

Upside down

Wrong way around

Gravity holding up

This topsy turvy world

Toria

20/5/2022