Life Today
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Marc Crasto
Shall we walk together hand in hand?
Shall we gaze at the stars in distant lands?
Shall we feel the rays of the sun?
And venture into oceans never swum?
The wide-open fields call to me,
The darkness of the forest is where I long to be,
To run with the wolves so fierce,
And watch the world quench its thirst.
My heart is beating for a life that will never exist,
Whilst I sit and waste away at my desk,
I know I can do so much more than just work,
I know that I just need some rest.
If not, I know I shall waste away,
And tremble as I await the day,
That the hooded reaper will come for me,
With a smile so sinister, I dare not flee.
Take me for happy never will I be,
Lest my soul is put at peace,
Like the birds in the mountains, my spirit must be free,
For life at a desk, is it truly a life meant to be?
