The wheels of existence,
And all the individual projects,
You gave momentum,
And some will peter out,
And some will grow legs of their own,
Leaving you for a life independent,
Of what you could have shown,
Which never quite achieved what others,
Seemed capable of,
Though, capability's little to do with ability,
And more to do with the powers above.
No, not god,
Much more invasive, for sure,
I'm talking about connections,
The only currency that's pure.