What exists in the unknown, out of the comfort zone

In the world of fantasy, yet still present in reality

What revolves in the unnerving and the disconcerting

Out of the cage to rearrange the life we are all living in

Just an irrational concept, yet a delightful prospect

The world can change, we must expand our range

Traversing the unfamiliar and the peculiar

Reaching out with our hands to achieve the plans we all live for

Your mind strains and yearns through its pains and burns

Thrashing forwards and backwards, towards the last words

You want to shout and scream, letting out “I’ll succeed!”

Leaving your doubters to flounder in the pool they all live in

Press on to the finish; don’t let your failures diminish

Your moments of glory that add more to the story

Of the race that you’re running in, fighting to be coming in

Front of all the lies and their tries to rewrite the script

Of the currently still in progress, and yet to be processed

Film that rides on, glides on, skips and sometimes slides on

The rotating spools, filled with geniuses and fools

Of the sometimes mysterious, yet always curious phenomenon called life

The ride goes up and down, but the focus is on the sound

Of the screams of the people, some weak and feeble

Others strong and proud and some wrong, but loud

For that silent noise filled with pains and joys

Is the soundwave we ride on, stake our lives on, called time

Time passes on as the winds of life blow ever strong

Consuming the distance never seen, through consciousness and dream

Every second of every year beckons us to draw near

To our final destination, the representation of the foundation that we laid

What legacy was laid down as you pass beneath plain ground

How many decisions, strong positions and solidly blurred visions

Went through revisions from the propositions of division that you expressed

When your lung heaves, the last breath leaves and your life cedes

The connection with the earth that you experienced since birth

There will still be many faces of races dwelling in different places

That will have been affected, their lives redirected by the influence you had

Life is unique for it is unknown, the best treasures dwell outside your home

Don't hide from, derive your life from any one mistake

Just reopen the book to another page, break out of the cage

That tries to bind you, silence you and remind you of the past

For what's behind you is final, its forbidden to be overwritten

Time that passed fast left you at the same place it met you

There is no turning back, that's the fact that history is packed with

If everyone could most then would, lose it and use it for their betterment

Everyone's life would be perfect, but no choices would be worth it

No longer consequences, so easily erasable and replaceable

Our strong moral senses suddenly evadable and debatable

With everything changeable, the table of life would become unstable

And what would then happen, if the past was changed in a few claps and

Anything you did to someone was a game with a famed reset button in your hand

No need to be social, lest someone actually approach you

As we became secluded and deluded our minds with the idea of a successful elusion

We must look to the future, quit stitching the past up with sutures

Looking ahead makes you go faster, treading the path to the laughter

That you just might have caught, the pot of gold that you sought

Peeking under the rainbow on the same road as you rush to its treasure

You don't know what's in it, but in a quick minute

You're a bit closer than before, leaving the shore behind the door

That road before that you crossed, the barriers of loss that you tossed

Of the rubble that caused you to stumble and struggle as it crumbled

But now it lies broken, a trophy and token of the success that you were blessed with

Of the reward given by what you messed with

The respect you were driven to be left with

The time is the present, a resident of the decadent

Moment in time where I rhyme, moment in space where we race

Towards our own certain goals, the roles of our souls

To do the best that we can, our plan to brand our name in the sands

Of the vast ocean of existence

Until the last moment of subsistence