Life was what it was, in the early days of growing young.
Igniting like the thunder casting it’s spell into a world already filled with some.
You didn’t have time to stop and think, about what this is, a delicate thing.
Living, laughing, crying and listening to the twisted stories of delinquent some.
It happens around you, through you, it is you.
You become it, see it and completely believe in it, a slave to it.
Are you really awakened to it?
Different paths to take or seek, take you on a journey that must meet:
partners a treat.
Children arriving at your feet.
Be ready for something so complete.
Wiser now, you question society, life and possibly outer-space.
And quickly realise your positional state.
Someone needs to make a change,
It starts with you, with your deluded brain.
Is it too late to change this fate?
go to the grave with a smile on your face.