We have long taken life for granted
gave it value as if it was rented
as if we got it to have money
as if only accepted life is of milk and honey
we wallow in self pity,
we don’t see the true meaning
of what it means to live,
to breathe the air with our lungs,
to know you are the only one,
charrish your thoughts that are original.
Not bowing down following the script,
trying to live up to the image
that is fake to begin with.
We live a life of sin
as we are made to believe it is the
only way to live prosperous,
to hurt your kin.
You don’t see that you walk,
that you see and hear.
Trying to reach that movie ending
-when there is none.
Life is not a race against time.
It is every moment that counts.
There are no checkpoints
There is no finish line.