Among the other ways to fuck things up,
Some people are exeptionally good
At spending life on living, on these "should",
And "must", and "have to". On that "do your best".
Well, mainly. Rest - on "may I have some rest?".
There's always something. Then it is too late.
That's how they go. They circumambulate.
Sometimes they think: that's said, and may be true -
The shortest... no, the only way is through!
Dust settles. Steam is out. Lost are stakes.
There are so many ways to make mistakes.
You call it "karma", "destiny", or "fate".
Some subtle debt, demanding to be paid.
The wheel. The cross. The boulder. The cup.