I read my horoscope
I am a Taurus
Not Cancer.
I read Cancer
No one see’s it coming.
We are a puppet to our signs
Or do have control
Look in the mirror.
What do we control?
When one wrong step
One car ride
One plane ride
One right move
May be the last.
What do we control?
Why?
If every day
Is lived like our last
What would society become?
What would your last move be?
Why does it have to take the last move
To be our first ambition?
Some things
They don’t add up
I shut the newspaper
Forgetting my horoscope
And I ponder my family of Cancer.
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The philosophy – we now call – life.
Wonderful and thought provoking.
I am a cancer
but can only control my actions
I see the stars
but can’t change their path
I live the course
but can’t change it’s color
We’ve lost each other
but our lives follow the same journey…