The Boarder

The deep dark seas,

Not as blue as they seem,

Just as the skies,

Not as bright as we deem.

The world's not all roses,

Some of it is gloom,

Remove your tinted glasses,

There awaits your doom.

Much you did achieve,

Nothing short of divine,

But what legacy do you leave,

For the next in line.

Set your house in order,

Check your hasty pace,

You are but a boarder,

Not the master of this place.