We all live in effigy,
of those who came before us.
We can’t see we’re but a tree,
standing alone in a forest.
So when the reaper swings your way,
don’t even think you can lose him.
You are but a candle,
and can be blown out on a whim.
So live your life to the extreme,
and don’t worry about the labels.
Because the life you are about to lead,
is how they come up with those fables.
