carpe viam carpe diem second position

Come on, seize that road!
The strong steady,
stained and chiselled path;
Scratched out from chalk filled touches
of our nakedly conceived dreams.
For it is here, and now
and desperately pleads
to be run upon.
Let us fly!
with all our bloody heart’s filled desire,
and open honest sense of worth.
Before time's cold faced
iron scythe,
slips and casts its heavy lot against us.
For the day here is not young
or beats with an ever eager, pumping breast.

Come on, seize this day!
take it for all its worth,
for destiny is not on the horizon;
She is close now, with bated breath
and hints of rare design upon the line;
And with her flag raised high,
she begs us to reach up for that opening door.
So Then, let us finally note,
that a pen now stands, where a sacred sword once stood;
Yet it renders and cleaves better,
than any solid weapon ever could