Out Of Bounds Poem by P.R. Prosper

There’s nowhere to run and nowhere to hide
The masses agree like the ocean’s tide
Everyone has a life that they lead
Some are for good
Others for bad deeds

What sort of life do you wish to make?
One where you give or one where you take?
People often like to run their mouths
Just sit back and listen
You’ll figure them out

When someone is deep they’re not hard to find
They’re often quite still with their mind redlined
Knowledge is power
Money is worthless
Switch them around
Now which has more purpose?

Many a question meet their demise
And only a fool argues otherwise
The body speaks truth and the eyes always show
A fake face doth shield what a fake heart doth know
Laughter and mischief are one and the same
In souls who see fun in the boring and plain

Do what you want and
Problems will come around
You could end up alone and
Smiling out of bounds
There’s always a choice from which to choose
If you know who you are
You’ll never lose
Experience waits so don’t idle by
Looking in circles for somewhere to hide