You can hoard all you like be attached to your things
You can fight for your ego and the nonsense it brings
You can think you’re immune from the devil and death
Write your own obituary fight your final breath.
You can swing from the trees and pretend you are sane
You can go down on your knees and embrace all the pain
You can suffer like the many and relive your past
Give away your final penny hope that peace will last.
You can wallow in sorrow and debate who knows best
You can plan for tomorrow you can hate and detest
You can wriggle like a worm on the end of a hook
Reinvent yourself become a leech and a crook.
You can fall on your sword be adored like a queen
You can rise like a lord get redressed become clean
You can come into this world with excitement and desire
Feel the sorrow of another while you wallow in the mire.
You can strut around the streets in the latest fashion
You can challenge and compete with love and compassion
You can sit in the park, in the dark all alone
Let your world fall apart never go back home.
You can tell yourself you have God on your side
You can hide all your wealth knowing others can’t survive
You can pretend all is good in the world today
Bury your head in the sand hope the pain will go away.
You can scream and shout until you’re blue in the face
You can cry in self-pity and get out of the race
You can shine like a beacon jump as high as the sky
Hold on tight as you weaken while your life flashes by.
You can do all these things and admire all you’ve gained
But in the end you will lose everything you have attained!
© Kelvin Rush