The fat slippery snake is chasing its tail again, oh you, grey-hearted ouroboros from below the tide, oh you, watery eyes that see through the innards of the ocean, turn now upwards, there may be fish in the sky eating the stars, there may be starfish tumbling down from the foam of the clouds, Now here the rain plummets and pounds, ticking, the clock of the world is calling the caves and the beasts out of their slumber, a restlessness falls upon the day, and a dark light.

Life can be cruel
Life can be kind
But that’s the rule
Some may find
Some are so lucky
They have everything
Others seem to suffer
At what ever life will bring
Life’s unfair
Some just dare
Some just do
Some just worry their lives away
Hoping that there’s some good one day!
For them too!