Take 5 (MSC)

1. It does not matter when, or how, we get there, as long as we get there

Most people,

When you drive and you arrive

You get out of your car,

And once you start doing the reason why you came to this destination

When or how you got there, doesn't come across your mind

2. Newton's law states, "For every action there is a reaction"

This is so obvious and true

Unless your action has been intercepted upon

When you walk and see someone you know and say "hello",

he/she says “hello” back

Unless a sound or noise,

Or if an object is in front of the other person at that direct occurrence,

If it happens at the same time you opened your mouth,

Therefore, that person never heard you or seen you,

And walks past you, or looks and sees what that noise was, while ignoring you

No reaction

3. Marriage is made through emotional bonding,

Depending on your mind is set,
It could mean in reality an emotional bondage
Carelessness is an act of stupidity,
When your actions show, It is the only method of judgment that should be used

4. Oh, you can read a textbook,

And you do it so well,

At least that is what you tell everyone,

As you get older, you develop an ego that is almost unbreakable,

And your sanity is determined on how smart you say you are

Corporate America,

Seems to be classified as the only method of being considered smart,

You read a textbook,

You need a textbook,

You look at someone else's point of view

You go by what was said,

Never a thought in the head to create something new,

I call that method of teaching, laziness

5. I guess it means good fortune to have money

Does this mean fortune?

Or a well earned reward?

Or is that person fortunate enough to be handed down such reward?

I don’t understand why it is so difficult to become rich

When I see regular people who act worse then an adolescent mind,

With such arrogance and certainty of themselves

I guess it’s a fortune for them which they are fortunate,

And a misfortune for me

Unless I believe in something,

Or which then I’m jealous and envious if I didn’t

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