Sans any foreknowledge he walked on his path seeing
He didn't know of his last moment, the final heartbeat
He knew fighting for the time to live was not allowed
He appreciated a time to be alive had passed but that
Lasting longer than others of DNA he was a lucky one
He lived in knowledge of reaching far away terminus
Set forth upon a path in unknown places no one goes
His world was nuclear, a vision permanently unclear
To arrive in a future, the world yet stood still, so odd
Truth, he'd spent too much time thinking on his end
And then it'd arrived, quite mundane, banal, a bore
He spent so much time worrying, losing joy on earth
As a spirit flees a flesh, his vision filled with colors
Seeing the veiled realm just ahead, he was restored
He said he was different but now, he found worth
Given the material world's interest, seen as a fool
He'd no fear to guide him entering the unknown
“Life can only be understood backwards; but it
must be lived forwards.” Søren Kierkegaard
He didn't know of his last moment, the final heartbeat
He knew fighting for the time to live was not allowed
He appreciated a time to be alive had passed but that
Lasting longer than others of DNA he was a lucky one
He lived in knowledge of reaching far away terminus
Set forth upon a path in unknown places no one goes
His world was nuclear, a vision permanently unclear
To arrive in a future, the world yet stood still, so odd
Truth, he'd spent too much time thinking on his end
And then it'd arrived, quite mundane, banal, a bore
He spent so much time worrying, losing joy on earth
As a spirit flees a flesh, his vision filled with colors
Seeing the veiled realm just ahead, he was restored
He said he was different but now, he found worth
Given the material world's interest, seen as a fool
He'd no fear to guide him entering the unknown
“Life can only be understood backwards; but it
must be lived forwards.” Søren Kierkegaard
