Sad reality

Sad reality
Thou should never be happy
For tomorrow, thou knoweth not
Thou should never be delighted
For I'll never rot.

Impatient ones do yield to u
Lacking the innate patient
And great men you do live in bemoan
Forgetting you are only transient

Sad reality
I'll never yield to you
Palpable are the clouding seas
Clearing ways for me
Subtly are the sighing trees
Urging me to stand

Wise men you do live downtrodden
Disregarding it's all vanity
Portraying yourself worthier
Even to a learned man of sanity

Sad reality
Thou art not slave to anyone
Thou harshness do send men to grave
I don't but wonder what posterity
Will view of men who but crave
For nothing, but their state of mind

To you, I pay no homage to
Though some men through thee do go
Thou dost question my patience
But, to u, I promise, I'll thou overthrow

Sad reality
Thou wicked repercussions, you are yet to face
Trying to put me in desolation all u intend
Self defeating your actions are
I do wish I will, but your death bed attend

Sad reality shall fade, thou shall obscure