Oh bitter world
what have you done?
Will you wake up
or fall like the sun?

What will it matter
and who will it take?
For the difference to come
we all die to make.

For when we lie
on our final bed…
so many mistakes
make wasteful tears shed.

And what was important,
matters so little now…
the reason is lost
just like the How.

But years pass
and generations too…
mistakes on repeat
like they were begging to do.

And another sits
like me today..
knowing the difference,
But lacking the way.