Choices

Yesterday mattered

Tomorrow's gone.

You won the battle, but lost the war.

Live as if today is your last day

Don't let the hatred poison your way.

Victim by fate, survivor by strength,

My greatest wealth is 

just feeling content.

Each deep breath that I take

Fills my lungs with life. 

I'm grateful for smiling

each tear that I cried.

I feel my minutes slip through my fingers

Wasting my life each moment I linger.

Choices I make, they

make me or break me

If gold is God, then I'm still a slave. 

Looking so shiny, makes my palms tickle

Master, I swear I'll behave!

Yesterday's $ is worth a nickel,

Wisdom seemed frail (penny for your thoughts)

Yet it's gold. (Smarts can win you lots)

Yes, I want power and I want riches 

But time is a hunter

And this animal's dead.

So I take comfort over all riches,

I'll let go grudges to be content.