Thoughts of an Unhappy Camper: Planet Earth

Tucked within those little lives
Were all the joys,
And woes,
And possibilities.
Before them, the vastness of the years
That were to come to most,
But not to all...

The strange delights,
The awesome opportunities,
Crossroads, rebirths, the awful miseries
Came in their time, to those who owned that season
And touched their lives,
And made them what they were...

But time does teach the stubborn to be different.
And time proves every prophet, right or wrong.
Time heals some wounds,
And fertilizes others;
Time mocks all men,
And shows them life is hard!

Still some press on,
While others bind to suffering,
And some pour water
On others while they drown—
And some forsake their lives to save another,
While some seek out of body, out of mind...

But with our lives, we men only acknowledge
That we can be whatever we become:

Our habits, when we die,
Reveal their cost—
We have no way
To measure what was lost.