The Reckless Standpoint

We try and seek mysterious get oblivious somewhere along All illusions deemed apposite with time prove ever so wrong Easy it's is to nurse grudges ostensibly another censure While mixing remedial potions one digresses from final cure What's seen as affliction proves panacea in the end Alliances we keep spurning broken fences finally mend It's not about proving oneself try living up to other's stance Each day be filled with magic and eve with a bit of romance Never late to make few amends before most of it all is lost No good will prove all reprisal at huge penitent personal cost