Some people fly too close to the sun
Some people lose control, crash and burn
Most people don’t even get off the ground

Most people live a life they hate, crushed by Fate
Do nothing, happy with what is placed on their plate
The treadmill wears out those who leave it too late

Decide now, cut the strings of the puppet masters on high
Decide now, learn the rules, take control, the time is nigh
Rise up like a god and fly , or lay down like a dog and die.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2020.