So, I’ve faced dilemmas in the past…
Historically- my decisions never last…
Thanks to my rationale- I’m sane,
But all at cost of heartache and pain…
I seek, I find, I experience and I share,
Unsought happens to me, but it’s rare…
Emerald’s rare, thence we value it high,
Awing Toto with a castle through sky…
The Tin Man- safeguarding his heart,
Dropped from a cloud will shatter apart…
And all that’s needed for that is a Monkey
With her wings lift him off- that spunky…
But what if the rationale fails and Tin Man,
Turns into an echoing panic tin can?
And rolls through the realm for three days,
To regain his insanity, searching for ways?
And daunting fear to lose what’s not lost…
Scares every night at a good sleep’s cost?
And pacing rationale gets tossed in the air,
Trying to commit to solution of this affair?
Helpless is tin can against one who can fly,
His brain had its his shot, he gave it a try…
Like never before The Tin Man’s afraid,
About something that’s yet to be made.
(Leaving that realm- jumping back to reality,
Decision, if any- will cost one his sanity,
When one realises whom one’s to compete-
Not Toto, but Goofus- who makes her complete.)
Thence with no solution, no clarity- just hope
At Emerald door the Tin Man decided to stop.
Afraid for no mercy, but with will to commit,
To terms of the Winged Monkey willing to submit.
He knocks at the deep green gate and to his awe,
Fear, lamentations and bad things- no more raw
As he sees The Wizard folding her wings & tail
Now, she’s staring at a heart in the can…
what’s the tale?