opportunity for peace
is at every moment
maybe my delusion… maybe
as I try to live and love… through
and within every moment
I still do not want to live
how foolish can I be
every chance, every moment
I get; I tell others, “be alive! stay alive!”
yet here I am dead-living
sleeping through every moment
wondering if this is true or is it this!
art comes to me
at any and every moment
maybe everything can be true
am I stuck to wonder
is this a dream? at every moment
or should I be happy to be awake
I find it ironic, celebration of death
call it a wake; at this very moment
I guess we should celebrate being awake
oh what to do
at this very moment
I have to go to the library…