Future, inspired
Past illusions n' lies, expired
In the whole, responsibility is required
Anger comes easy
As to love's hard n' fizzy
If mixed up, life becomes very greasy
It seems al'az justifed to blame
But rather honourable in measured reaction frame
For success or failure's in the reaction game
The power of thought is in the ability to forgive
You can do all you can but grieve
For self-conquest's only when love you give
When pressure's telling
The call of destiny's selling
The abstract syllable's for you to give a readable spelling
1 March 2022
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