The Traffic Light

The last streak of the sunset abruptly reminded me

How much time in this world would I still be?

Is there a meaning for my own individuality,

Or should I depart this world in vain for eternity?

I lost my consciousness and began to perceive

How would it be if this world was I to leave?

Have I been so mean as to nobody would grieve,

Have I been so self-seeking, ill-mannered, and offensive?

Have I been beneficial or did I seek only my gain?

Have I shown compassion or have I been humane?

Have I been dishonest, cruel, and full of complain?

Is my span of existence an underlying bane?

Slowly attaining awareness with the overhead light

Lying in a hospital bed, the realizations and mistakes having been indict

With this second life, my existence, I have decided to rewrite

The end is inevitable, it is time to be better – to be upright!