Live the life of a decaying organism,
& you are bound to become senile.
Build-up of the spiritual embolism
Causes one to face the green mile.
Sooner than later,
As you lose the ability to live
& the stability to forgive...
Stare at the darkness & pray for stars,
Glare with sharpness & delay the scars.
Are you happy now?
Are you beautiful now?
Are you successful now?!
Are you wealthy now?!
A cage made of gold is still a cage.
Trapped until you're old, peaceful rage.
What is this promised land you promise us?
Underneath the Grand Obelisk & unjust.
Are you powerful now?
Are you respected now?!
I say you are feared...
To hell with that!
Forever will i be endeared.
My honesty is adamantly exact.
The choices you wish to retract
Succumb to the consequences you attract.
We all must one day hang up the hat
Without a pat on our back...