Life was what it was,
in the early days of growing young.
It was igniting like the thunder,
casting its 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 awakened to it?
Different paths to take or seek,
take you on a journey that must meet:
people, employment, partners a treat.
Children are arriving at your feet.
Be ready for something so complete.
Wiser now, you question society,
outer-space and possibly reality
but 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.