Poem: Starve or Drown.

All things considered,
You are who you are.
And who you are,
is the workings of your most accessed philosophies.
Your life then is simply a reflection.
The result of your four most guiding principles.
Good or bad, happy or sad, you’ve been writing your own script.

All things revealed,
Ingrained inside you
is who you will become.
No negotiating that which you’ve been given,
You’re to expand either into genius or expand into corruption.
To reduce either into simpleton or into solace.

All things examined,
My tomorrow might be known,
But my curiosity might choose otherwise.
Your future might be identified,
But your changing moods might steer you otherwise.
How then do we reconcile?
how gullible we’ve learned to be in our display of indiscipline.

All things known,
No one knows tomorrow, they say.
Yet they forget our knowledge misdirects our target.
Even when tomorrow is known,
We are inequipped to muster
the constant indifference necessary to hit the mark.

All things decided,
Amusing it becomes, to watch mortals,
Those who have a better chance hitting the mark
When they do not know the mark — hence no one knows tomorrow.
Than they do when the mark has been made known to them.
A soldier who knows the time of battle and date of his death,
is a soldier who hesitates to leave his bed.

All things honored,
You’ve been equipped with more arsenal,
Than you’d ever access.
But have built a life surrounding yourself with noises
That zap away your energy to make familiar your arsenals.
A soldier without energy cannot wield an artillery.

All things concluded,
A sailor will eventually be faced with the decision
to either hoard food and drown or dump food to stay afloat.
Sometimes that which you’re to live on,
you’re to throw away for you to live.
It is within your God given wisdom to determine
When to dump your food, starving to survive, and when to eat it.