When all the world is moving quickly
it can be a difficult battle to carry on
I battle as a lonely warrior
on a lonely field
of lonely stones
So I try to carry forward
Because time waits
only for fools
I slow my roll
and control my breathing
uncertain of the outcome
what's hidden within that of the unknown?
is ignorance as bliss as it was before it wasn't?
where must one gaze their eyes
if they seek fortune?
to where has greed not already swallowed armies?

Enough! with that ponder, now is current
I am, today, that which is uncertain tomorrow
and the days before are thoughts held in my being

Responsibility for happiness present in my being
lays solely on myself
selfishness is an option
for I must be happy in order to share such feelings with others
instead of plague the being of another's receptive gaze