a little poem:

Deviating

they were made
to be broken

are my thoughts
so unspoken

i have dared
to defy

for the answer
is why

knowing
is believing

even more
it is conceiving

nine lives
are but few

if your mind
can construe

one body
too short

so best
not abort

the mission
ahead

is not
so much dread

what must
come to pass

will be.