Living, how do you live

How do you take the limited time

Why would you take that time to rhyme

To describe the world with beautiful words

Waste your time with something so absurd

Writing for hours for someone who won't read

Who is that someone, is there someone?

Is there a reason to describe 

The dirt we walk every day

The bright, beautiful, bountiful rays

The people, the people who curse

Who kill, who steal, who r*pe, who die.

Without permission

Just stop! breathe, and sigh

Thats all we can do, and keep living

Attempt to put our two sense in 

Because theres the belief that states

Every child of god is our kin.

But who would kill there kin

Would people try harder if they were saving there son?

There daughter, there mom, there sister, there love

Is living just a fast paced run?

A burst of sprints, a call from above

Or is there a way we can live with a stroll,

 No worries no pain no thought to describe

No this is a world of greed,

If we are not wealthy we cant sit and ride

In this world there's no nourishing the seed

Its inserting growth-enhancing drugs

 And cutting out the weak leaving out the rest

Living is being the best

Living is working to be on top

And if your not your a failure

The living just stops

So I will tell you what i've heard 

In my limited time

Live life to the fullest, 

but i'll tell you my rhyme

In this world that we've shaped

Living is being fast,

Or your wounds will stand gaped

Sprint these first years

Then after that you can see your tears

Get your job, have your kids

After that you can take the long haul to the ground.

They'll cap of the lid

You lived your life, 

Now onto the next kid.