Men killed and died for a sip
To lengthen their trip
to judgment day
And I heard a guy say
I don't want to live forever
In a world where life reeks
I considered to sever
my slow spiral into oblivion
But this man went on to say
life eternal in a perfect world would be boring
I thought I would never get bored of snoring
Sleeping in waking up working out winding down
would bring no frown to me
But then I say that now
Because I haven't seen the world yet
I can't do that because
I can't afford it
I can't afford it because
of minimum wage work was
all I could muster
with my 4 years of junior college
Not for lack of knowledge
but lack of paper
but say you had all that
and more
could afford anything in and out of any store
See everything in the universe for
a thousand years each
Would you stop the reach for
the end knowing you'll never touch it
Nor
Know everything knowable
Hold everything Holdable
See everything seeable
Titter everything teeheeable
NO!
I'd wait all day light
to look at the stars another night
I'd wait all night long
to sing one more song
to the one I love the most
and I'm supposed to
Live
I can feel it in my bones and flesh
eternity with my fraternity
Will never get dull or lifeless
I'm not asking for immortality
I don't want it,
Give me that longevity
so no matter the lack of brevity
will not alter the value of life
Because even if you spent a thousand years
studying everything
from a star to a seedling
there still will be more to see
songs to sing
brushes to stroke
bells to ring
There are things you can't google or bing
You have to be here
I want to be there
I want that life of real peace
Just a piece of it
Just see your self
Just see me too
Where the constant struggle of the many
Won't just profit the few
and they say
you
only live once
and let that justify acting like a dunce
But my heartbeat is still running
Running the race for life
And I'm getting my prize
Even if it kills me
Cold world still won't chill me
But seeing art in science
Stills me
Fills me
Then empties me
For a clean slate
So many people to see
Stories to tell
Art to show
Rhymes to flow
Knowledge to know
Sunsets, Friends, Jokes
Dancing, Painting, Cooking
Hearing, Tasting, Looking
Pause
Soak it in
Life eternal with perfection
No creams or injection
Loved ones' resurrection
Sounds pretty good to me
About the Creator
Jonathan Costa
Artist. Poet. Traveller. Witness. Brazilian-American. Story-teller.
@nomadicartsstudio on Instagram
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