New Beginnings

Some things are wanted

Some things are earned

Some things are instinct

Some things are learned

No one is born

With silver in hand

They may think they do

But don’t own their land

Life, it’s a battle

Fought by warriors, for ground

No parcel is given

No acre is found

Nothing is owed in this journey we’re on

And kings can be toppled by anyone’s pawn

Pride, it dost come ‘fore the vain who will fall

As no one escapes a true reckoning call

Righteousness might be the flag that you bear

But everyone knows there’s no substance in there

Vanity’s victim, though maybe you’d care

If only your mirror made you self-aware

But that’s how it goes

This story I tell

And those who preceded

Knew all too well

Nothing they said would be thought of until

Their bones had been buried, and yet even still

So many things they wrote ended up true

And yet here we are, still saying “well you”

Nobody gets that the issues within

For nobody wants to admit that they sin

We live and we laugh in a world; make- believe

Then we still wonder why we can’t achieve

Achieve all the things which we claim that we want

Ironically by our own ghost are we haunt

Truth is not easy, such burden to bear

Yet in its embrace we’d see how much we share

Some things are wanted

Some things are earned

It’s time that we listen

And forget what we’ve learned


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