Life is so simple
We're just too complex to see it,

For in Every Art
We Seek to Trigger,

The Same Emotions

Of Wonder and Joy,

The same Thoughts,

Of Intelligence that is Smart.

Or

Amazement from what we Can
Bend with Clay,

Grateful for the hope in the Rising
Sun of Day,

Fascination of how one wields a Brush

A perfect plot that leaves the readers hushed

A tragic twist taking away the audiences bliss

With nostalgic reminders in tune with what me miss.

Life is the Same
Medley
With Different
Tunes
We all die Anyway
Watataya got to
To Lose

Except a few tears,
For the past and its experiences Accumulated over these years..