Squandering.
Are we squandering our lives One day at a time Spending our moments Trying for things not meant to be. Are we here for a purpose Or is there no rhyme or reason To our cleaving to the future With not knowledge of the past. Can we overcome the stairsteps And reach up for the stars. Make our marks on heaven and again on earth. How we strive to be successful and be brave enough to take the heat Of those who never write and aren't brave enough to take their own heat. Sure we can. We're writers,... Sign in to see full entry.