Think About It

Sometimes when I think of it
I get so doggone amazed
When I put two and two together
And realize how much life is staged

You can't see at the time
How things were clearly planned
You may think you're in control
But you don't have the  upper-hand

It might take a brick to the head
To make you finally see the light
You'll feel better when you finally give in
And no longer put up a fight

Even me writing this poem
Is somehow meant to be
I know it's not from me
When the words come flowingly

Not everyone will be smart
Or all have fortune or fame
But everything has a reason
And we're all part of the game

So try to relax and know this
Though you sometimes wonder why
Just live your life with the flow
You'll find out when you die