Yesterday changes

History is written by the victors But today's winners  Can be tomorrow's losers History is again written by the victors

Your team

Your team is beating my team, Good for you. Unless it isn’t, then Bad for you. But if I don’t have a team, Great for me.

ONce

Once there was a chance However fleeting. It would be good, Opportunity promised. Something changed Under pressure, it Could not deliver, Keeping what might have been Smothered by what is.

Time and place

They -- whoever they are -- always say There is a time and place for everything Fine However Is there a time and place for everyone? Amid the chase and frenzy Amid the storms and fears Would we know When our time and where our place is? Can they tell us?

Why do we…

Lust for perfection Fleeting immortality Why do we seek it?