Whisper of Time

Smart Enough I sit and realize that the good times

Are sought, through life, and discovery of the mind

What we have, is a case of anticipation

Present mind, a canvas used to illustrate what I find

This memory, serves as a reminder

A face, with age, that you can't seem to replace

Killing Fear, a necessity for elation

Change, the core of life, and creation of the mind

Success, is means, of time generation

For who, you call, yourself,

It's what, you want, value of existence

For who, you call, your friends

Often times I sit and think its all moving too quick

With change, comes fright, it's all a step towards the light

Eyes upon what lies ahead for me in the future

Urgent mind, coupled with a lack of patience what I find

Material, success is not what the soul wants

It's power, status, and weight of words that you say

Humbly achieving all your inner desires

Satisfies, the decadence the spirit so yearns for hire

Success, is means, of time generation

For who, you call, yourself,

It's what, you want, value of existence

For who, you call, your friends