They say no good deed goes unpunished, then they also say you’re better off that way. They say time helps to make things funny. But then sometimes it just flies…

Shakespeare’s words mentioned birds. Birds sing songs so they belong in the throng in Central Park; import skylark; thrush and starling would be darling. The starling, a wretched thing, a hundred years of fowl offspring, overrun, spreads, infest the habitat of birds indigenous.
Invaders, Shakespeare’s crusaders. Mortimer’s song you hear from the neighbors. Obsidian flocks of nature. Those unintended consequences…

They say this is the land of milk and honey – home of the free, manifest destiny. They say everything’s changed by money – invisible hands promote an end that’s not intended but no generosity drives society.
Every little thing seems to have a price. And no amount of it will ever suffice our need to be the first, have the most or quench our thirst for more. From the job past the bank to the store, I can’t afford to save anymore. Confuse privilege with liberty. Welcome to the meritocracy.
For those not rich, mediocrity. Those unintended consequences…

They say from childhood springs identity but it’s not what they say it’s what we do. And today, I raise my children carefully aware they assimilate my every move. I’ve tried to teach them right from wrong, to be aware, assured and strong, but I’ve my insecurities, my failings, immaturity, and I’m afraid somehow over time my motivations not sublime – all the little things I tried to hide – are what they really gather and refine. So deception and lies, apparent gifts that I supply. My just desserts. Those unintended consequences…

They say no good deed goes unpunished, then they also say you’re better off that way. They say time helps to make things funny. But then sometimes it just flies…

The scientist always knows the danger of action, nature and nurture and reaction; so many instances of unintended consequences. A paradox: intentions don’t always succeed but the reasons we can concede: ignorance, error, or haste, habituation or waste, and prophecy is just a fallacy if you want any measure of accuracy, you’ll get unintended consequences.