Lesser Much
However long can feelings be pure?
How long we have endured to survive?
So much things we learn to adore
To only have so much left to die
Too much assumption became life we knew
Always too eager to judge before even an outcome
If to believe… will life we know to be real?
Must we all learn contentment if age shall run?
Some grew too old to embrace
Some too young to achieve lesser then to understand
With time… moments given to face
Will there always be a helping hand?
Irony endures… because we need people to judge
No matter age to even determine what’s left
A world left… building to leave only as such
Money’s worth… is it worthy for life’s theft?
Every one way… did we not seek out?
However long we have endured to survive….
Achievements abandon for tomorrow’s doubt
Did we ever have so much before to die…?
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