06-16-2014, 01:17 PM
Some lovers keep score,
harvesting envy to seed warmth,
and passion; something everlasting.
Can we feel it?
Some heroes ride down
dark roads in search of meaning,
justice, or just serenity fleeting.
Can we find it?
Some leaders forfeit faith
and stumble chasing grace,
influence, or lasting legacy.
Can we gain it?
We always protect what we're afraid lose,
Don't we?
We always lose what we hold dear.
Excrete some pity or hurl empty chant:
life's not fair, we take for granted, this or that.
We are able to accept failure if we loose
control. Posted note excuses whispering
"Better to fail than not try. But we try, but we try."
Better to lie?
We will never truly feel it, find it, or gain it.
The tragedy of commons is the sum of our mistakes.
We tiredly toss away each little piece of meaning
to barter for a better idea of our soul,
but life's meaning is right there
forgotten, in the tragedy
of commons.
harvesting envy to seed warmth,
and passion; something everlasting.
Can we feel it?
Some heroes ride down
dark roads in search of meaning,
justice, or just serenity fleeting.
Can we find it?
Some leaders forfeit faith
and stumble chasing grace,
influence, or lasting legacy.
Can we gain it?
We always protect what we're afraid lose,
Don't we?
We always lose what we hold dear.
Excrete some pity or hurl empty chant:
life's not fair, we take for granted, this or that.
We are able to accept failure if we loose
control. Posted note excuses whispering
"Better to fail than not try. But we try, but we try."
Better to lie?
We will never truly feel it, find it, or gain it.
The tragedy of commons is the sum of our mistakes.
We tiredly toss away each little piece of meaning
to barter for a better idea of our soul,
but life's meaning is right there
forgotten, in the tragedy
of commons.