I am like a bolt of lightning
magnificiant and wild
trying to grasp earthly tones
and never... never let go
and instant blaze of glory
a momentary pop
Nothing stays
You all have freedom
spread across time
No pop, no bang
just a gradual decay
as I am spontanaity
you are planned
as I am minute and concentrated
you are elongated and filtered
Hitting something, latching on
to cause a stir or leave a mark
you all can do so through your lives
I only get one chance, one moment
before I wither and fail