A happy ending to a sad story uncontrived
Is the death of a man who lives life unlived
He sits and waits for his day to come
Forgetting that in today he lives
And unaware that in today he is
For he is not moved
Nor is he changed
Aerial winds press against him with neglect
Charging about him leaving no effect
Stagnant and numb and unable to sense
The worldly winds fishing for his conscience
With a life of memories deprived
And with no basis to derive
His long life lives shortlived
With his life unlived
His everyday is as the other
No goal, no objective, no loyalty
Never an award or shiny trophy
Just loitering the earth's territory
Awaiting only the end of his story
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