Tomorrow is better always
Yesterday a nightmare undreamt
Today is to toil incessant
Moments becoming serfs to ambitions inane
Lives spent, spent, spent at once
Chasing the heart, cursing the rumbling gut
Fire of the belly and iron of the brain
forging the weapons to harvest the crop,
seeds that were sown unconscious
Lives spent, spent, spent at once
Philosophies, scriptures, Gods infallible
Morals, commandments to complete the conundrum
Rituals, customs long rid of devotion
Seeking reduced merely to shadow one's fears
Lives spent, spent, spent at once
Aches, ails, trials and travails
Cures more tormenting than the ailment
Panacea for life going outdated
in bottles unopened, aging on the shelfs
Lives spent, spent, spent at once
From follies to mistakes, striving tireless
curating the nuances and overlooking tropes
Marching to the beacon promising perfection
Lives spent, spent, spent at once
In dodging the only thing flawless and perfect
....that is death.
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