the driving seat
on the wheel for steer
death then quietly
walks aside, whispers
to restless soul
you've had your while
now rest in peace
of man is heart
from his throne he endeavours
to navigate
to navigate
through a maze
of unending demands
expectations levied
from family
foes and friends alike.
foes and friends alike.
on the wheel for steer
is his will to be
at helm not be steered
he wallows amidst
umpteen shallow desires
umpteen shallow desires
to possess one
then turns to other
then turns to other
burning still with fire
for fame he consumes
and devours.
for fame he consumes
and devours.
death then quietly
walks aside, whispers
to restless soul
you've had your while
now rest in peace
for there no winners
but losers here!
but losers here!
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