We Feel Real When We Steal Our Last Breath

Drown not in yummy yesterdays, seize the breeze of today While intuitive initiatives aplenty beg to be taken Into your stride if only ears and eyes should every Saturday Strive to debunk myths of dependency on mistaken Opinions on dominions of double tongues that drag A train of ambiguity in an ambience meant to weaken The resolution wrapped in rapid reflections to brag Flagging fortunes, sagging sagacity and overt Vanity and inanity driven beyond conjecture to mug Denial of pain, create a drought from a flood to assert Infatuation in a situation where habituation lives In cycles of woes and wonders interwoven to insert A full stop at the commencement of a move that gives Death to joy, fill moments with frowns that down The motive to live, elevate the motive that forgives Risible reasons why we play the corny clown Defend duplicity, caress cash and crash a crown On limbs of love, cut off our noses, bruise faith Feel foppish and seal deals that steal our last breath.