The tedious tenacity of time as it skips by, carefree and solitude it destroys your dreams

Boredom breaks the boundaries of beauty, this ugly face of reckless haste rapes and pillages prosperity

In a mess, in a confused state of your own mess you wallow and whine for the days of the innocent and intrepid mind,

To have become something that bears no resemblance to the visions of youth can only strike you down,

With the power of inert capabilities you are forced to stare into a world in which you have zero compliance, a world in which the greatest lesson would be one of self reliance

Obsessive compulsions drive the lifeless machine, its not destiny , its not fate, but it is the manic madness that surrounds breeding hate,

You search but find not the ability to make a change for the good, so the good changes you before your very eyes, anger, frustration, endorsements of the choices forced upon us

The course is set , and the way is blurred, barriers of bewilderment block the boundaries of your heart, slow but sure , as time rages so does the anarchic rebellion burn bright as out of the aftermath of responsibility comes the raw reasoning of liberation

Time shall not take my heart and mind away
As into the dark of my life I stray
And as the welcoming palm of wisdom is embraced
So the savagery of time is replaced
Tamed almost to perfection