Justified Life

Justified Life

A Poem by ThreeWrites

“Justified Life”

Been sometime, drifting and passing through the passage of lyrics, should I be supervised.

Unveiling to my roommate that I stayed up all night,

I’ve been writing just to pass by my pointless time,

Some restless sleep, can’t help myself but stay up and cry,

Eventually I’ll see more than just the light, but a very clear sign, I’ve been looking, but it’s not that easy to find.

I haven’t seen a message, except for my next line,

It has come to me, these words weren’t handed over, this is something I had to polish and shine,

My future I can almost see, something is clearing my sight,

But in order to get just here, I had to claw and fight,

But this is no contest of might, I’m just trying to do what is right.

Because at the end of the day, there’s nothing better than kissing goodnight to your wife,

As long as she is happy, I know I’ll live a long and fruitful life,

But I can’t expect everything to end, just like all perfect and nice,

In this twisted game of life, I’ll have to make my move and throw some dice, if I ever expect to see my share of the cake the slice.

One day I’m expecting to pay the price,

Not just once, but if necessary twice,

I’ll keep everyone happy, so the fruit stays ripe,

Other than my words, nothing more beautiful than the sky, from the ground you can see all that flies.

But you also see what’s left on the ground, what’s left to mind,

At the end of the day, all we can do is pray, and hope people stay out of crime,

Because not everyone passes their existence writing rhymes,

So passes another musical vine, which I’ve enjoyed, hopes to you, that you do what’s justified.

© 2024 ThreeWrites


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Added on December 3, 2024
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ThreeWrites
ThreeWrites

Albuquerque, NM



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