And now, the end is nigh
And so I face the final showdown
My friends, I’ll give a sigh
I’ll persevere, until my climbdown.
I’ve had a full career.
I’ve followed my determined pathway
But more, above all else
I did it my way
Regrets, of late I’ve felt,
But can’t reverse my past misjudgement;
I made what to me spelt
A sane decision for appeasement.
I formed each bungled plan,
Each careful step whilst making headway,
But more, above all else,
I did it my way.
Yes, you can tell, from how I stood,
That I intended to make good,
But through it all, when I could wilt,
I remained steadfast to the hilt;
I faced the crowds despite the clouds,
And did it my way.
I’ve fought, I’ve won and lost,
I’ve had my day, my share of grumbling
And now, as tears subside
I find my ratings are a-tumbling.
To think I faced the vote
And may I say – not in a sly way
Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way.
For what is a dame, what does she own
If not the seeds which she has sown;
The right to say what’s on her chest
And not what matters for the best?
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way.
Yes, it was my way
© Helen Kalliope
June 2017
