Endearment, at the end of course

In the end that’s when most seem to care

Taking the granted for the illusion

Everything doesn’t last forever

Say it now or don’t play the fool later

Irritating and really too late

A wish is only something that will become a magician’s trick

Grab what you can and share with others who fear live

The here and now twisted into a psychotic thriller

Many play the what if, why, and there is no way

Games, music and pretty pictures keep animals calm

Then claim there is no way to choose

And proudly disclaim, words look like work

Is it the give me and if there is any more I’ll take it society?

A cynical view may weigh more than gold

Lost is the imagination esteem

For the herds take the adventure

While the lonely one finds the true pilgrimage

To the unanswered desires

A true selfie, only for the mind’s mirror

Endearment, at the end of course

Scott thinks five