Always on the prow for his next prey
Those unlucky enough to fall in his snare
Are really the ones in need for repair
They exercise hate distorting their perception
Succumbing to depression or even yes suicide
So he continues to guide, yet lacking in perfection
Sometimes leading them astray
And punishing when they misbehave
Shoving them around and even
Knocking them to the ground
And warning to slow down
But don’t be alarmed
For he’s not all that shoddy
Although unruly and brazen
He does have a reason, to inform and forewarn
Not to take their gift for granted
Cause they only get one chance
Before its swept up from below their feet
Time being the ultimate driver to their finale