Ultimately we fail
And by we I mean me
To narrate a path
That avoids that tree
So best brace for the crash
Backseat driving fails always
Or better yet don't drive
Bicycle empty roads
The narratives woven deep
Into brain cortex cloth
Without hours and hours
Will only stir around froth
So commit to me thus
Should you wish to change course
A mind meld at minimum
But better the full bourse
Exchange with me daily
All trading hours
While science predicts not
Tomorrow's volume or price
Time gain help steer
Approach's leaning tower
Without thus committed
The time goes to waste
For I shan't be satisfied
And you won't even taste
Roman Ryan 