(Not sure if I was right to put this under Dramatic Poetry...just had to get this rant out of my head)
Feedback always welcome.
It's a myth that cat's have nine lives,
But it's a reality that we only have one.
One opportunity to not be passed up.
Tomorrow will never come,
because we always live for today.
The beginning and the end is in the same moment.
To actually take advantage of that moment is a rarity.
A momentary realization at best, but never everlasting.
The complexity of time will never be captured.
But let it be known there's only one life.
This moment encompasses all.
Initiative in this moment reacts as a ripple effect for the next to come.
A chain reaction alters the moment in the best of ways,
or falls into the well of diminishing returns.
