With a contradiction of terms
Son as a captive audience
Becomes confused as he learns
It’s important to share with others
What we think will count the most
But we may often lose focus
When we let our egos stand the post
The stories that we tell
Many are fictions in our mind
And the more that we tell them
Are we not honest?
Are we not blind?
A young man pursues his fortunes
For an unknown cost to be paid
The ideals of our youth
Often tested many times before they fade
In the middle years we find ourselves not knowing
What will be our destiny
The trials and tribulations
Work themselves out so candidly
In the twilight
Our days are numbered
Many revise the way they live
Tis not fortune
Tis not destiny
Tis only what the heart can give
…
DCG
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