It's a triumph
Releasing your grip
Finally arriving into the fray
It's like I have a new map for the city
You develop
Into a city
Health is money
And health is fading
You carry your generation along
With you unintentionally
You people the headlines
You demolish the factories
You close antiquated
Mom and Pop shops
I've been sopped up
Reduced to agendas
Perpetual anticipation
I am full of food
But also of everything
I am disastrously
Protean
Carry it along
With you
Plea for expansion
For singularity