Think through the plans you make..., who knows the day that you fail and they break.
Master your mind and what it makes because you might just be following another person's old trail.
The details are great, arrayed out in full display; this isn't yours' it's another's tale.
Your story began but is left plain; all the same, the same name, same game.
Break!
Cancel the debt before it's too late; living death is worst, than life after death, the best.
(3/18/14)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem