As a distant recollection slowly forming,
A brick a mortar progressively building,
Thoughts, emotions, ideas clouding,
Maybe to be forgotten or worth remembering
To be wealthy and rich, why does it matter?
Maybe younger and brighter and smarter,
Would convince me to press the starter,
To question, to vindicate or disregard the former
The chase, the struggle is real,
Young, old, weak and strong, all with zeal,
As it rotates like unrolling the reel,
Life goes on, desire burns propelling the wheel
Cells wear out and brains boggle,
At the end always wins Google,
I am weak and strong and I cannot afford the struggle,
But I know I will win if I engage the full throttle
The distant recollection finally forms,
Reality dawns and the thrilling dream booms,
It’s not really a reality, it’s indeed a mystery,
Oh! And wait, it evaporates into nothingness!
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 2:09 AM UTC
As a distant recollection slowly forming,
A brick a mortar progressively building,
Thoughts, emotions, ideas clouding,
Maybe to be forgotten or worth remembering
To be wealthy and rich, why does it matter?
Maybe younger and brighter and smarter,
Would convince me to press the starter,
To question, to vindicate or disregard the former
The chase, the struggle is real,
Young, old, weak and strong, all with zeal,
As it rotates like unrolling the reel,
Life goes on, desire burns propelling the wheel
Cells wear out and brains boggle,
At the end always wins Google,
I am weak and strong and I cannot afford the struggle,
But I know I will win if I engage the full throttle
The distant recollection finally forms,
Reality dawns and the thrilling dream booms,
It’s not really a reality, it’s indeed a mystery,
Oh! And wait, it evaporates into nothingness!
What life is worth living?
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