Purusing life, content to skim and skate
is both a karmic crime, and a sad shame.
It shuts those doors where wisdom is most great.
A cherry chase that's painted on a plate,
depicts this world as whimsy, like a game;
whose players do just fine to skim and skate.
No matter what career elites proclaim,
a workless drift through time's a black hole fate,
as well, a karmic crime and crying shame.
A mind too cozy with the painless state
can breed a self-control that's limp and lame
and shut those doors where wisdom is most great.
Depthless vain demeanor, without an aim
to be a wiser soul, can earn one fame,
but chasing life, hell-bent to skim and skate
can shut those doors where wisdom is most great.