Each and every day passes us
End'a time; it's going fast enough
Everyday brings a lesson
The mind needs to question
And so I ask, what am I to learn?
Days are gone, what do I truly yearn?
I find myself in a mix of up and down
Forcing myself to 'hold it down'
And I don't mean I'm trying to clown
But I want it to be a productive life
Not to end in strife
But a 'want' isn't enough to call it an action
Sometimes it's a desire that only holds the conscience's attraction
No more than stalling the mind . . .
Everyday has a lesson
We need to constantly question
Life's works has reason
Seize it to Please Him
