Expendability

Expendability extends to all,

Each one’s worth – only up to a certain day,

No one knows when time will be up...

None can really say about soon-to be elapsing time...

Is this where the equability of time and tide comes,

A moment spent ne’er to good, the moment wasted forever...

Is this why all want to be larger – than life itself?

Embalmed in the cocoon of swagger, at least in one’s own eyes...

Is this how life’s lived?

With glee and grief, triumph and defeat, guile and guilt...

Resembling characters in a pre-ordained, well-scripted theatrical...