At last

He did it often in his past.
His shame and fear had been off cast.
Unstable, his ship without a mast.
Surely this time had been the last.

She often thought about her past.
Her life was a movie without a cast.
Stress built up and problems amassed.
No doubt this time it was her last.

They liked to talked about the past.
Many a stone into the pond they had cast.
Many lost their grip but some held fast.
Those who fell have had their last.

She will not let go of the past.
He Fishes for happiness but his line wont cast.
They tried to sail without their mast.
Soon they all will have their last.

Losing track of the time that has passed.
At first loosing slowly, instantly fast.
Dreams more appealing, away reality is cast.
Stories are told of the greatest of lasts.

She told him slow down, you are going too fast.
His entire life he fed to has past.
His ship far too steady, took an axe to his mast.
Desperately searching.. he cannot reach his last..

I have learned to let go of the past.
I am the director and you are my cast.
My ship remains steady for I am its mast.
I overcame, and I have surpassed.

The darkness will claim me with light from above.
When everything calms down, we can embrace peace and love.
This is a world in which it is good to be fast.
You cannot hold onto things that dont last.

So breakneck, so cutrate, now quicken your pace.
We have been taught that human life is a race.
As fast as you can slow down your proud fast.

I wait for the day we will have peace at last.