Think?
Really, THINK?
What will be your last swan song?
Red’s was robbing banks at 91
Crazy old man some would say
But
Some would say anything to downplay
His Jesse James ways
Red followed the law for most of his life
Then in the end
The law followed him
Blue-lighted
Pulled over
His hands stretched high in the air
Some would say Red
Was wasting his last years
Robbing relentlessly running
From the long arm of the law
But
Some say things they know nothing about
Yes, his last breaths were taken
Inside the cold walls of a prison
Not dying a free man
Yet, some know nothing of what it is to truly be free
Never stepping out of
Their self-created
Comforted jail cells
Living
In the safety
Of a boxed-in reality
Far from living at all
Red may have died locked away behind bars
But he lived more than some will ever know
Yes
Some prefer shadowboxing
Within their perfect life boundaries
Fetching the morning paper and waving to the neighbors
Robbing not banks but something far worse
Robbing themselves of a life truly lived
Never knowing adventure
Fear or excitement
Never stopping to see
Something as simple as a sunset
Wasting away in the safety of their shell
Retracting like snails at the first signs of different
Yes, time wasted not living your life
Has to be
The biggest crime of them all!!!
