How many of the writers, living a choice
Some, looking for enigma
Some looking for answers
Or a moral unquestionable escape in every fall
The choice of being here, if, it was ours at all...
Bravery in this choice, go flatter yourself!
Believing it\'s our choice, would be easier
On me, on you, on the people who study brains
This pouring, defies the laws and mights
If the universe allows this, so shall I...
Without the boundaries of time regulating
This cathartic cause that feeds itself
We look for something different everytime
A process, yet all the same again
Becoming a river and containing the rain.
-Al