(Objective is down 3 votes this round btw.)
Life is Deaths Brightes Face
The art of balancing opposities; the way surgeons operates,
life and death shares common fate as we challenge atrocoties.
Skydivers, nascar accident survivors, skaters take chances,
married men spending their kids college funds on poker and lapdances.
Everything that enhances our existence needs planned persistence,
specially if you pick fights in drug circles and russian prisons.
However..
I knew a graffiti artist called Seven Plots,
he dedicated his life to paint heaven spots.
Climbing roofs and sketchy buildings,
colored the world his to grasp its feelings.
He was dead inside but the can awoke his spirit,
until he fell thirteen stories and reached his limit.
He knew the risk but had to live it
and you better believe it;
He wasn't out of place,
Even with a cracked skull you could see a smile on his face.
The end of days approaches slowly as years pass,
Would you rather be a rock or a piece of glass?
Fight the demons and envision what your life could be,
being alive equals your absence of fear to its enemy.