life

every day that we're alive, is one more closer to death
the paradox is oxygen but, it kills us with every breath
what if we took in prana, literal mana and believed,
a funny little thought, as energy was conceived,
for us to be here someone loved us into being,
that's the right way and one day we'll go back
to take a look at what we managed and lack
review our so called lives, apparent death.
Imagine love coming in with every breath
a pure energy of transformation instead
being truly living not busy getting dead
i leave you with all this to think on now
the where, the who, the why, the how
because the answers are questions
the things we learnt, all the lessons
escape me as i live a true destiny
leave it there to make a journey
into another shining possibility
a new day, im mentioning to,
be blessed and lived anew
as this fades and lingers
and my tired old fingers
find inspiration ending
a truth that's lending
me renewed vigour
a healthier figure
a love for life so
i've got to go
and live it
love it
be it