Laz

Whether he's lazy Or lax is my concern
He just sits back And let's time burn
And when others approach
And tell him "don't rot"
He averts his eyes
And replies "why not"
"The grass is just as green"
"The water just as warm"
"The only difference is
I won't dive into a storm
To get swept away in ashes
Under the pretense of bravery
When others lose their lives
The taste of victory's not That savory"
"Fine then fade
I hope you decease and desist
Because at the end of the day
You will never get a gist"
"Isn't that fine?
 I'd rather never get the Picture
Than to force Some silly view
Upon myself And call it fixture
I'd prefer not to add Muck to a clean mixture"