Synthesis

Alternations

Preventable

Lamentable

Desirable

Disease

Come toward one another, spread and rust.

 

Lying

Trying

Dying

In Vain

You give a chance; I throw away all that is you.

 

Five

Four

Three

Two

One

Count down to the futile inevitable.

 

Why prevent when all is near?

Why lament when there is no point in tears?

Why desire that which burns you?

Succumb to the condition.

Why speak lies, even if white…?

Why might one try, the game is set.

Die you must, but without rest.

All for naught, you’re foolish in futility.

 

Five, the beginning, you are aware.

Four, you see and come around.

Three, you are in too deep to prevent.

Two, the questions can never go unanswered.

One, the inevitable lost cause that one may strive for but…..

 

Never achieve.