Savior

Random thoughts popping into my head. This took me about five minutes to get out, but I like it.


Life is a
Fickle thing, twisting
Turning, trying to confuse.

You must learn to use
All that there is,
Leave nothing out,
And see the possibilities.

When its said and done,
Will you be able to say
I was one?

One of those who was there
For a friend
For the fall of nations
For your own failings?

Strive, make your own
Sense of honor,
Drive your own
Passions,
Be your own

Savior. Rely on none
But you, though you must
Give of yourself,
But do it willingly.

Freedom is the greatest slavery,
You fight, you strain,
The things you love,
They are slain. And for
What?

An ideal? A patch of dirt?
Fight for yourself,
For yourself,
For love.

Unless you are willing to be a slave,
Freedom is nothing. Until you have been
There is no understanding. Life

Will go on, with or without you.
Know this,
Embrace this,
Live with this,

And you will thrive on this.