Decisions Premade

These lightning strikes of insight
Ignite decisions forged by memory
What past may aid future sight
Moulds in the name of liberty

Life rafts in the form of platitudes
Rest crumpled on salt worn stones
A journey taken with sheltered attitudes
Allows time to shake the earthly bones

An illusion in a cage made of birds
Swaying in a place once so still
With the direction set in mortal words
Sit back, recline, we’ve already signed the will

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