What happens to a moment… that is not seized?
Does it still have life? Do its lungs still breathe?
Will it one day rise to the eyes of the masses?
Or will it simply evoke regrets as it passes?
What would have happened… if I chose to be a man?
And clutched on tight with my outreached hand?
Can one ever predict the future of one’s past?
Or is the window to hope hidden behind stained glass?
What happens to yesterday… whenever the day breaks?
Does it define our tomorrow… or does it vacate?
What happens to failures… what happens to regrets?
They cause you to regress… toward paths of success
When that moment passes by… you can no longer reach
Provide no alibi… just continue to seek
So what happens to a moment… that is not seized?
It’s gone… so open your eyes… before the next one leaves

-Jon Chambers

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