Can I clarify?
~ I, Clara, can fly
Doc, you meant
what you said
Worrying about today
Unaware of the now
Such a travesty in life
It makes you wonder how
Preoccupation of a thought
Infectious cognitive disease
Autonomic habitual patterns
Dire; never pleased
Clarify your perspective
Learn to trust your gut
See through a clear glass lens
Rest assured - you’ll have good luck
The sky begins to open
Miles and miles of clear blue sky
Deep breaths in troubled moments
No more need to wonder why
It could all be chance
It could all be fate
It could all be an elaborate game
We the pawns and fools of some God's make?
Life is strange to quantify
Life can change - the blink of an eye!
But what's the reason why?
We live and we die
Justify or clarify?
What happens when the curtains close?
Do we see our friends or foes?
Do we laugh or do we cry?
At that moment when we die
When we see the reasons why.