Eternal Alter

Now I'm older and I should be wise Never really was a fighter Sometimes I just lose sight So will I pass, or be surpassed Either way I just can't help it And I'll just laugh Look at all their luxuries Pocketbook hypocrisies Ego feeding fashion seasons Always eating, feeding greed Heaving and hurling and tumbling dry Breathing and bathing and wondering why Winding and finding a scattering sky Flattering, smattering, tattered and fried Under the sun blundering by your eye Older, now wiser Never cared to fight