We don't know how much time we have,
and it slips away so easily.
Why wouldn't we fill every moment with
something of importance, of substance?
Let others be content to sit back
and passively allow the world to drone on,
we will stand tall and speak loud
and be seen and be known.
We were not made such unique and
wondrous creatures, so full of life
and insight, just so we could sit still
and accept this imperfect world.
There is work to be done.
Fight like your life depends on it.
We get exactly the world we are willing
to accept, to fight for.
There are things that need doing in this world;
We all know this.
How much are we willing to do?