It’s more than invisible you can’t see it but constantly demonstrate it every second and breathe we experience,
And love that it’s invaluable.
Some of you need to plant an iron rod in your spine,
Stand up and declare for your life you’re ready to die.
We make choices, decisions and granted opportunity,
Nothing lasting forever things change that is except the name on your tombstone it’s not malleable.
Through these eyes I tell the story,
I’m the judge not the jury giving you my poetic aspect,
Every sunrise unearthing truth buried beneath so many lies.