Why This?

There will come a moment,
When you look on your life,
You think you've lost the opportunity,
To retire without strife,

The hopes and dreams you thought would be enough,
Did not transpire at all,
Despite all the visualization,
The universe chose to ignore tour call,

While you have to watch the fortunate ones.
Suck on their silver spoons,
Or the entrapeneurs rolling in cash,
While you wallow in ruins.

Why's that, you think?
Some soar while most just sink,
Could it be the universe doesn't care,
For what your mind desires, you little dink?

Too Much Little Time

There is a lot to do,
And life is pretty short,
Immediate tasks to keep up your life,
As the man did exhort,

Then there are the things that will contribute,
To what you want to be,
Things you have no experience doing,
So you also need to do some training,

You also have responsibilities,
To others in your sphere,
To love, to feed, to enjoy some time with,
To dampen your great fear,

Of breaking down,
Under all there's to do,
For in the end, there's only the moment,
Which has no time built in to care for you.

A Lazy End

Look at how you handled,
That dead-end contention,
Where nothing you say's taken as a truth,
But as confrontation,

An opportunity to derail you,
Why do you even try?
If you don't, things may change in the other,
Then you would let a chance at peace go by,

But that won't happen, not 'cause folks don't change,
Because this one ne'er will,
Still, live dogs better off than dead lions,
Not suggesting you kill,

But open up,
Embrace that which hates you,
If the knife passes your ribs, p'haps your blood,
Will have been shed annointing something new.

Freedom of Passion

You should try something new,
Or maybe you should not,
It may not be worth the anxiety,
To leave what you've been taught,

Familiarity breeds contempt, sure,
But just 'cause you're afraid,
Of the unknown, which is reasonable,
Because it is all about getting paid,

If it wasn't, then all sayings would change,
Joy makes the world go 'round,
Another day, another chance at love,
Get some bang for what's found,

I must admit,
For now, that's all I got,
Without money I could afford to be,
Another day older, deeper in thought,

Never Wake

You know when you wake up,
From sleep, not illusion,
You don't know where you are for a moment,
Your dreams an effusion,

You're in a state of possibility,
Your mind, completely free,
Where it goes when it has no direction,
Is a clue to your true identity,

But here is the thing the 'man' tries to hide,
Deep down we're all the same,
Put in that spot you see a horizon,
Of future's with no pain,

Nothing to fear,
But threats of fear, itself,
Never be so awake that you can't sleep,
It's the way to protect your mental health.

You're Choice

The regrets in your life,
(They're there, if you don't know),
Can either haunt you as what could have been,
That you'll never let go,

That might just be the way you operate,
Though there's another way,
Again, only if you're interested,
That is the investment that you must pay,

The reward being greater happiness,
If that's even your thing,
Probably more success than you have had,
Which can be frightening.

If it is not,
Then all you have to do,
Is see each mistake as a step along,
A path that is leading to the best you.

The Soothsayer

There's no way of knowing,
Though you can likely guess,
Not that the odds of you being correct,
Are any more or less,

Oh, sure, you can make lots of predictions,
That surely will come true,
Like what will happen in the next moment,
That's completely orchestrated by you,

Then the times you're wrong won't matter as much,
Thou much more important,
The key is the illusion of wisdom,
To the unobservant,

For what you want,
Which is most likely cash,
Based on what you say will surely happen,
After you're dead and gone and turned to ash.

Maybe Try It?

You can keep on playing,
Spread out your attention,
Maybe the world will value that more, soon,
Than specialization,

Then you can hone your skills across sectors,
Value width over height,
Explore connections between diff'rent skills,
So that workers of the world can unite,

Create value systems based on passion,
Not stakeholder profits,
Uh oh, someone just yelled out communist,
Must be coincidence,

Seriously,
Let's topple this regime,
Start something new, just to convince ourselves,
It can't be more fair for human beings.

All For The Best

P'haps it's all for the best,
Everything that happens,
Good or bad, expected and surprises,
The fall-out of this lens,

Is what people deride as complacent,
Meek and subservient,
A perfect garden for dictatorship,
Given just the ideal environment,

This assume's there's those taking advantage,
Of other's naivete, Which in this scenario they can't help,
It's meant to be that way,

Which means there's poor,
War and atrocities,
If this is all happening for the best.
I don't want how it is supposed to be.

A Live Dog

You must not forget this!
When in your darkest hours,
In the midst of this life that you must live,
While your loved one cowers,

In the distance is your ultimate goal,
May it ne'er be achieved,
That which when it is won deletes elan,
Which when it misses your grasp leaves you peeved,

It is that which will raise you from despair,
Ecclesiastes said,
No, I've not biblical affilyations,
You're not better off dead,

You've ever hope,
That things will get better,
Just give the world what only you've to give,
This seed planted you may yet still get 'er.

Getting Ahead

I have a history,
It is what defines me,
It's the first thing that people ask about,
Or assume natur'lly,

I am judged against it in all I do,
In this, I'm not unique,
It's how society organizes,
Keeping people in their natural clique,

Within which they're further categorized,
To keep the structure hole,
Yes, there are opportunities to rise,
Should there exist a hole,

Close 'nough to fill,
Can't leap to CEO,
That's a few thousand holes removed from me,
Each one a precarious stepping stone.

This Morning

She is petting Astrid,
Hand's stroking her soft fur,
The vent is loud, the morning's just started,
The bed's warm next to her,

We will get up with enough time for us,
Stretch, walk, read, maybe lay,
Our breakfast dishes sit between us, now,
It was my turn to prepare it today,

There is the moment and what lay ahead,
Both in hours and in years,
If I can count on this for both of those,
I won't have much to fear,

But then I sneeze,
Scare Astrid off the bed,
I worry it's a sign of things to come,
Until she returns and I pet her head,

Lesson's Learned

Do you know that lesson?
The one you've learned before?
The one you promised yourself that you would,
Ne'er need learn evermore,

The one that took many years to realize,
After years of distress,
Reacting to the same situation,
With the same unproductive blindness,

The one that taught you, you have the controle,
Over your responses,
That nothing good ever comes from conflict,
With vengeful narcissists?

You know the one,
The one you just forgot!
I guess sometimes you have to test world,
To verify it's still the one you got.

Accommodations

It's not about lying,
Or manipulation,
It's about know how to navigate,
Any situation,

For the truth that you live might contradict,
That of somebody else,
So until one of you adjusts themselves,
You will only be talking to yourself,

But don't forget you are deviating,
From who you truly are,
Instead, seek out those with the same outlook,
So you don't wander far,

Or maybe do,
If you have that much strength,
The point is not living a life of lies,
But to try spreading your truth a great length.