When a decision comes from miles away And clarity does not approach Vocal chords refuse to play A tune beyond reproach For making sense of places gone Dr. Seuss can't offer much Failing that a whispered song The places crossed as such Wavering tones of indecision Cresting waving rhythmic gait Clamoring brings not precision Callous seeming frothy grate Wind pipe cleaner tears the walls Bloody nose of altitude Leaning fall a stumble crawl One word of attitude