continuum.

eyes to the ground
to stop you from looking up
and facing the world

one tiny step at a time
it only takes a breath of wind
to knock you off course

what course, you hear them whisper
how you can be naive enough
to think you have a plan
you'll never have a plan
its just one step in front of another
not looking up

lost is not concept
to the perpetually blind
and fear, always lost
to the ones without a mind

keep it simple, never stop
you'll reach the end
when its time to jump
one foot, two foot
the journey stops



pushing forwards
always forwards
no rest for the wicked
or shelter for the good
best to keep your eyes down
life ticks on.