The Longest Journey

All the ashes in the urn, are the remnants of the burns,

we receive from scorching flames, every time we curse in vain,

sets the stage for a great scene, a doorway entrance that will lead,

to a path of discontent, though skylarks soft and innocent

show us which way to escape, through the madness of this place,

to illusions in the mind, a fathom deep is where you’ll find,

hidden meanings to this life, or another reason why,

everything is getting worse, it’s like we’re part of some big curse,

that someone high had to create, so they could teach us about fate,

and how the world is nothing less, than passing one really big test,

to see if we have what it takes, to enter through the humble gates,

and rest eternally in peace, the bread that molds us turns to yeast,

and when we look down from above, we see the realm we used to love,

and ponder whether we enjoyed, our lives enough to help destroy,

the things we care about the most, a father, a son, let's make a toast,

so that our bodies, minds, and souls, represents us as a whole,

something so perfect and divine, a simple yet intricate design,

woven to guide us through this mess, advancing forward to regress,

before we’re born unto this Earth, valued so much for what it’s worth,

did someone perish for our sake, so we could thrive here by mistake,

still with all these questions of our faith, the fortress wall may never break,

but here our faults are washed away, forgiven by the songs of praise,

the child's running really fast, this hour long may be our last,

time to proclaim the perfect name, the table’s set, our bed is made,

for the celebration of the host, the congregation somehow knows,

to hope for humans everywhere, the beauty gather in the air,

to watch the singer sing a song, and hear the organ hum along,

to this existing melody, our time extinct’s eternity,

but we’ll still wait turns to receive, something most people don’t believe,

cause when we’re young we have no choice, we’re forced to speak without a voice,

because our parent’s say it’s good, though I have never understood,

a thing or two of what they meant, or any messages they’ve sent,

the doubt just clouds our minds with haze, the book predicts there’s better days,

but I’m unwilling to accept, the day we pay our last respects,

to each and everyone who’s seen, the terror of epitome,

and all the hard work we have done, is thrown away just one by one,

and no one wants to feel the pain, the emptiness flushed down the drain,

will never cease to away, it reminds me every single day,

of how our bodies are so weak, the mild yearn to be more meek,

until their gentleness wears down, by then they’ve finally figured out,

that no matter how hard we may try, we’ll never make it out alive,

so cherish every moment here, the hours, days, months, and the years,

for life’s a great but strange event, an always new experiment,

that’s being stirred up in disguise, to paint a picture in our eyes,

but when we stop to think it through, it’s already passed the point of view,

the lens has magnified this piece, the broken cage lets out the beast,

that lurks within each one of us, the flowers wither into dust,

after our final’s summer gone, and autumn’s soon to bring upon,

these leaves turn brown and slowly fall, onto the ground and after all,

the trouble we put ourselves through, will all the people you once knew,

return the favor anymore, can you forget them like before?

they always went against their will, swallowed their pride and took the pill,

and as it traveled down their chest, O, to live in grace, they, too, shall rest,

knowing they left it on the field, this ground, this world, this place we yield,

a little more than yesterday, and soon we’re quick to fade away,

under the setting of the sun, the moon, the stars, they are as one,

they light a path not taken slow, cause we are always on the go,

without us knowing what’s ahead, and did you hear all that he said,

we all know one thing that’s for sure, our time, it rains forevermore,

and when we think our work is done, the longest journey’s just begun…