Scurry To Their Side
And Try To Catch A Break
No One Has The Time
For Decisions That They Make
On The Road To Happiness
Hopes Fall On The Grim
Out Here, On The Horizon’s Edge
The Lights Are Getting Dim
In The End We’re Animals
Victims To Our Need
Giving Not Too Easy Now
Fallen, To Our Greed
All The Hopes In One Hand
And The Let Downs In The Other
Bringing Balance To A Life
Best Lived Under Cover
Falling Back Now
To A Place We Can Control
Acceptance Always Granted
With The Payment Of Your Soul
Today Is Not The First
And We Are Far From Last
Just An Upended Recurrence
Footnoted In The Past
It All Seems So Long Ago Now
Gazing Through The Mirror
Is There Any Truth Behind
All The Stories That I Hear?
For What Once Was
Has Been Redone Ten Times Over
And I’ve Become A Memory
Best Lived Under Cover
Categories:
footnoted, history, imagination, introspection, life,
Form: Narrative