The day is not done,
you loose sight of what life has become.
Time spent on innocuous deeds,
are indifferent to your particular needs.

What are the hopes of a chosen few,
above the many who never knew.
Then in who should we task?
those who choose who will come last.

Let’s start to night with a plan,
or be lost in foot prints of a lesser man.
Though Ye hardships have just begun,
theirs no place for you to run.

The masses cling to noble suggestions,
undeterred by man’s imperfections.
As time dulls histories recollections,
you should have used a contraception.

Now you’ve reached the turning point,
will you do right or will you won’t.
Though your dreams can die in the sun,
still take heart, the day is not done.




Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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