Plan B

Plan B Death is the containing urn Into which life is poured Existence The momentary to be It’s beginning and end Mystery Which experiences are chosen Do we choose ? Does the living water Collected for death to savor Taste sweet or sour Simply meant to be Perspective There is no more time Words unsaid shall never repeat Gestures unused empty to the touch There is no more time They have passed These life time loves Gone Moved on to another place All the moments left for another day For another day Has wasted their time Should Plan A fail Resort to plan B Dreams made in rash derision Decision by desire you learn could be different Formulate then another future If everything you wished for Did not prove to be better Seek then to guide your heart Be not so brash about life’s misadventure Look for an alternative way to see If plan A fails Resort to plan B