What we regret remains unsaid until
We care too much about the circumstances
The reason for our failure pass but still
We fake a smile when heavens open chances
The games are played without the common rules
They are just known to paying inner circles
Who think they’re in are often called dumb fools
And climb the stairway slower than old turtles
You need to celebrate what’s left behind
The bread crumbs fall on dirty streets for good
And to the rich you still need to be kind
Which laws succeed depends on someone’s mood
        Creating doesn’t make you rich in life
        You need to die until your values thrive.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2024
        © Derek Robinson (image)