Check Your Balance

Creation by design.
Clandestinely defined.  
Up from the crown
back down to the spine,
to the barely visible Atom
and Everything combined.

Through infinite time
all intertwined.
From the Heavens divine
and shadows below,
where the sun doesn’t show
an effort to shine.
Nothing can grow
except for the mind.

Seek the light and you shall find.
Few know the way.
Most may decline.
The rest would just say
everything’s fine.  

Humankind tossed in a bind.
Could be lost or maybe blind.
Should this cross
be left behind?
Would cause of death be the bottom line?
When across the board the depth has inclined.
At loss, in debt, and all misaligned.
Can you spare some change
because the balance declined?
What can it cost
to be honest and kind
since the meek and the modest already co-signed?

When born into sin
how are you fined?
If there’s a freeway out
show me a sign.
Why the sum?
Pay no mind.
Like only some, I paid for mine.