Downstream, it’s where we’re all headed
Rich & poor alike, out in the flow
Who does not feel the current tugging
Sometimes powerfully, sometimes gently
Always insistent, the most natural of progresses
Until the day you learn
What you’ve somehow known all along
That not all that tugs you downstream is inevitable
That resistance is not futile
That you have accepted long enough
That you have no choice
But to summon up every ounce of strength you possess
and turn against the current