adventure

There once was a time when things seemed exciting
Oh how those days were, quite nice and inviting

But it seems now life just lingers and is all stagmatic

it looks for adventure and fun that's dynamic

Once in the past many things were a'brew'in
but suddenly it seems the wold is full of fool'n

The steady hands of time just go by tic toc
as the spider weaves webs upon the roof tops

'Adventure is in the eye of the beholder' they chant
but look'n at the blank wall makes me say 'I can't'

'Go explore' find wisdom, go fall from a tree
but none of these things are exciting to me

With war and a hunt, who's truley having fun
Ones who we don't see and the ones who have won

But is it true fun, is that, the seeking adventure
or to seek something new, and different architecture

An adventure awaits, but not just yet
time lingers on as the scene is all set.

The wisp of the wind, the day turns to night
I try with all my power yet still I hang tight

A promise of new exciting things yet to come
have'nt yet arived, but will that day ever be done

In time the world shall change I hope and decree
that I shall have fun, so adventure with me.

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Lleian, in the year 135 MA.