There are the grand days,
The big run amok
Test your luck
Shoot the hockey puck in the ever-fleeting
The glory of fame days

Then, there are the small days.
The meager stay in bed and read,
Try not to bleed,
Pick at a couple of sunflower seeds and
Avoid guilty plea days.

Sadly,
There have been more of those
Lately.

No telling how many more there will be.

Before, I would have said:

Embrace every opportunity life throws your way.

Optimism poetry
Has always twisted me the wrong way.

So I'll keep it short:

Live as free as you can,
As free as you want,

But don't forget there are lives out there
Not your own,

And they are never worth sacrificing,
No matter the personal cost.

Heaven,
If it truly is heaven,
Should be filled with the righteous moralities of the selfless
Or else what is the difference

Between that and Hell?