*I'm finished editing; had to fix some unintended hiccups. Enjoy. A poem by me, twin: In time of confusion Though you'd act in haste Never be in A hurry Or else, it will go to waste It may seem like You're going around In circles Truly, what's happening We're spiraling Either up or down He of good cheer and not so dismayed Like a flying bird Observing from the sky It will eventually find Dry land So should our feet Be as a lamp In time of confusion