Foreseeing Eventualities

This poem is about our inability to avoid eventualities. The sooner we can accept them, the sooner we can prepare for them. In the darkness is where the light will be revealed. You were born, and like it or not, you're going to die don't claim to be human, if you lack the capacity to cry by wasting time, this precious of commodities goes lost only as life comes to an end, you understanding its cost A poem with a vision, control the fear, make a decision when surrounded by doubt, you anticipate the collision by coming face to face, you're forced into a confrontation always finding yourself rushed by others, your frustration That light at the end of the tunnel, thinking where it can be but more often than not, a mirage is all that you really see trying to transform reality, but life is only a merry-go-round until you meet your soul, then existence becomes profound This world is about foreseeing eventualities, that's where we're all headed whether for good or bad, the choices we make will forever be embedded no secrets exist in the world above, and much depends on just what we do so look forward in making the right decisions, and those merits they accrue How deceptive we humans are, passively content with maintaining our status until we're put to the challenge, and in need of all that emotional apparatus there's simply no escape, so we must face the music, learn to accept reality our ultimate demise has already been decided, death is an absolute formality So live for the present, and focus on the good waiting for you on the road ahead while never forgetting, there's plan and purpose in all the good that you spread rejoice in life and in all the good that you do, as your Creator awaits your return destined to find true happiness, a happiness that only yearning souls can discern