To live of what could,
Instead of what should. To be prepared,
To not care,
And wondering if it would.
Did it ever,
In the twinkling of an eye,
And the words of surmise?
To find we are from,
Where the Treasure's long gone,
For the here and now,
Asks Why? instead of How?
Correspondence of disbelief,
Comes not out of Harm nor Grief,
Yet the soma was hard,
And the measure firm.
As does, so does time.