Anything Goes
A night’s rest is never enough for the city always calls
A new day is like a page flip from the time a night falls
A breakfast can be leftover supper to empty bowls
Or a smile for sparing the lives of crowing fowls
I duck human traffic as I rush for my day’s grind
It is just like a switch flip, how I forget what I left behind
I have one hope but a million calculations in my mind
I take the same turns and corners but I always hope for a new find
I am a jack of all trades and I can trade like a jack
When there's a lack of luck, when I slack, I turn into a flack
Tomorrows become like yesterdays, if today slumbers
Time is mostly regrets and money, it is never just numbers
Bouyant is what we all are as the tide of struggles flows
We all float to a destiny regardless of the type of oars
We rushing through rapids to a sea where everything slows
On this voyage of life the compass points at one thing, anything goes
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