There’s somethin’
bout the pain…
ya feel,
the agony…
that makes ya heal.
There’s things in life
,that have a price,
and never cut a deal.
It’s the agony
of extessey
that’s
knockin’ at your door.
The reality
of fantasy
that’s always
keepin’ score.
Like pain
and pleasures,
stormy weather’s
pouring down in life.
There’s ups and downs,
and out of bounds,
then treadin’ on thin ice.
So your pushin’ limits,
crossin’ lines,
and never thinkin’ twice.
Now thrills that kill,
your own …
free will
fullfills…
eternal vice.
It’s a modern age
of constant change
that’s different
everyday!

Copyright ©2004 George Alan Lawson