The Common Realization

Time for a new approach, For old ways that have gone up in smoke, Seems as though the kindest of human beings are always broke. Funny how that works, When all you can find in front of your road is forks. Starting,Stopping,Running Every single day there is someone who just can't stop borrowing. Watch as I can light a match And begin a killer rash, That will have Everyone dying for a scratch. People find themselves under pressure, When no one wants to extend a kindly gesture. People are looking for extreme pleasures, From ones who don't know to give a gentle touch like a feather. Our lives are tragically beautiful, But we fail to realize it until our very own funerals. (Haven't posted a poem in a While guess I've got caught up in everyday life and order.... here is a new one for anyone to enjoy ...share your thoughts if you want God bless-Love a Fellow Poet)