His life is filled with unexpected fires
He carries an extinguisher at all times
Hoping the fires would stop but a moment
Permitted not to rest or take a short break
There’s no time for fun, only time for the blaze
“I wish that life would let me relax,” says he
But the bombs keep exploding continuously
The fireman complains and mopes to his friend
“But what would you do without fire in the end?”
The friend says, while the fireman states without thought
“Probably nothing. I don’t really know
“But I’d take anything over this hellhole”
Responding his friend, understanding his plight
“You’d take anything, but do you want something?
“If you don’t care, the universe won’t either
“It seems your indifference is ruining your life
“But if you had purpose, your life would be changed
“Your fires and your bombs would turn into rockets
“Launching you directly up towards the stars
“Otherwise your fuel will keep on exploding
“Intending to ignite your life with a spark
“Your fuel cannot leave. It’s here for a reason
“It knows you’re too great for you to do nothing
“So which will you choose, the bomb or the rocket?”
–Jason Westlake
Tues., October 24, 2006
