Old Man
I can see the ravages
Of misdeeds inappropriate
Neglected reflections
The overuse of opiate
Taking a toll

Young Man
Comes a time you know
Of transgressions bearing weight
Misfortune in your bones
Filling your heart with hate
Taking on the world

Old Man
Mesmerized with panic
Enterprises bear such heavy burden
Neglecting your repentance
For a life lived so uncertain
Of who you are

Young Man
One day you’ll wear his shoes
Be the one who owns the pains
Owns the hurting every day
Wondering if what yet remains
Is worth an effort

Old Man
Now’s your time to pay
They remember little of the good you’ve done
Curse your mention at their table
Then burn your image in their sun
Until it ends
Until it ends