sitting here, with nothing left to do,
but to reflect on what has been done.
realize, life's to precious
to just let it pass by
and wait to die.
everyday is our chance
to start anew,
enjoy the simple pleasures
waiting, on every corner;
in every breath we take
ego wars, waged daily;
just no desire here,
to participate,
no point seen here
but to fuel seven more deadly
sins.