Ten Pages And Half

Life told me a story of ten pages
Ten reasons we lived and kept other stages
As the time a new birth was declared
Shoved up with exuberance and breath enthused
And the first cry is taken joy
Into a world of darken souls and pitied soil


Then a new story is put into the scribes
For this new life to have a life
A finite number of days
filled with choices and cunning ways

We all have this, only the dead will have heads down
When there are choices to plug and crown
He gave us everything, He didn't add excuses
He didn't add guilt or self persecution
And everyday we have a reason
To keep moving to earn the season

Poverty is a choice that the rich rejected
Success is that intense feeling failure begrudged
Luck is a gathered efforts paying off
And miracles are given to everyone as the morning calls

He gave us everything,not an excuse
'Cos one day we will go, the tenth page will be due
When nothing else will matter more
For the pitied soul or the one standing tall