It is rather strange
How we get planted
In our own stories
Unintentionally
All characters
However likeable
Or unlikeable
Play their part
A hero
Could be an
An anti-hero
Or vice versa
Characters often
Become variable
Refusing to be
a constant
However chaotic
This drama of our life
We script it
Or it scripts us?
We get planted
Uprooted
Worshipped
And Cursed
For some we
Become breath
Toxic air
For others
Remembering
Forgetting
Othering
Dying
Ironically
We measure
Our lifetime
As Time and not Life