Pages Berserk

Yet the pages glide, gone berserk

tainted by his own work

Past shall not change however bad

But till there is breath there is more to add

What we lack is the realization that time is enough

Hardly sufficient so a bit rough

You have the traits of being an intellect

The choice is yours to enact

you are the change you seek

Grow up and shall you be meek

Not because grown ups are weak

But they know your strength is in words you speak

Look up to a tomorrow full of light

Just like sun you too are bright

covered some days by cloud mid flight

It is your wish who’s rules you wish to abide

Changes swipe can not change past

But then there is a hope that could last

You are not what have failed at while lost

For pain to change is what they give as cost

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