I'm nothing more than a fly on Life's expansive wall
The news spread to swat me swiftly through the air
And as I'm gliding aimlessly with my effortless fall
I wonder how it used to feel, back when I use to care
My withered wings, Oh the places They have soared
Lascivious flings, Oh the territories I have explored
Jewels and things, all just pointless awards adored
Like retired Kings, I've grown tired, old, and bored
Yet my soul clings, for anything I may have ignored
and then it sings, a melody that leaves you floored
Recklessly I must abandon thee,
this identity bestowed upon me
Although I have a penchant for living
knowing it will end is so unforgiving
Part of a species that could never be stranger
That Recklessly we shall eventually endanger
So please let these words do their job and nourish
Your mind, body and soul are now free to flourish
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 2:53 AM UTC
I'm nothing more than a fly on Life's expansive wall
The news spread to swat me swiftly through the air
And as I'm gliding aimlessly with my effortless fall
I wonder how it used to feel, back when I use to care
My withered wings, Oh the places They have soared
Lascivious flings, Oh the territories I have explored
Jewels and things, all just pointless awards adored
Like retired Kings, I've grown tired, old, and bored
Yet my soul clings, for anything I may have ignored
and then it sings, a melody that leaves you floored
Recklessly I must abandon thee,
this identity bestowed upon me
Although I have a penchant for living
knowing it will end is so unforgiving
Part of a species that could never be stranger
That Recklessly we shall eventually endanger
So please let these words do their job and nourish
Your mind, body and soul are now free to flourish
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