Right when you think things couldn’t be worse
Write what you think about the fractal universe

Geometry so sacred and divinely intertwined
Poetry is like hatred met love, and they dined

Focus on your hands and all your life’s lines
As lucky fate stands to bargain down fines
Traverse open lands avoiding all the mines
As God reprimands us for ignoring the signs

We all wear masks just to simply save Face
Wearing from tasks, as we Fall from Grace
So we numb the pain, addicted to the Chase
Tomorrow’s Acid rain, ruining Today’s Place

Time, Well...spent will never lead your soul lost
As enlightenment will always be worth the cost

You’re never too late to fill a hole that’s hollow
So Start to meditate and all the rest will follow