Alas Me!

A part of me is quite wary
(The half that's nearly wise) 
Which shrinking back in its corner, 
Peeks out with fear-filled eyes: 

And friendly, suave society
Seems waiting for my fall; 
My wary, wiser half dreads that, 
And to be silent, calls.

The other part to be carefree
To folly yields me up....
In carelessness say all I think, 
And call it "having fun!"

It sticks its neck out very far, 
And when it gets cut off; 
It sews it up then very fast, 
Returning....trouble scoffs.

Thus my dilemma see-sawing
Twixt wisdom and folly.
I fear the worser half wins out, 
And e'er anon screws me.

22Feb11