For the rest of your life,
The things that stay, and the things that will go,
Job, kids, int'rests and wife?
When you are born there's only potential,
Only species is locked,
While every moment hence, starts to define,
And leaves certain other avenues blocked,
Unless you'd like to defy all the norms,
Some have excelled at that,
And benefited universally,
Others have fallen flat.
Who is to know?
Only your heart can tell,
And it can only ask your mind to know,
If where you're going is acceptable.
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