We are all works in progress
Seeking elegance throughout senescence
Sons and daughters of the universe
Amidst endless iterations of suns and moons
Is it hard to be
What only ever dies
Born only to expire
To believe in higher minds
Only the right words
Only the right words
Only just right
Is it wrong to be
A never ending cycle
Destined to repeat
To fight onward without defeat
Only the right words
Only the right words
Only just right
Like a poem that never ends
And doesn't always rhyme
But you remember every line