We have to pay the piper,

For all that we have got.

If we don’t pay up when it’s due,

It’s gonna cost a lot.

He’s the one who sees the things we hide,

The one who keeps the score.

And when he thinks our payment’s due,

He’ll knock our every door.

He keeps account of everything,

He know what’s in our hearts,

He aids us when it gets too hard,

Or when we’re falling apart.

We pay up when his bill is due if our parents raised us right,

Cos there has to be a balance. Really, there are no free rides.

We all will pay the piper, whether we want or not,

It’s better though to pay on time, else it will cost a lot.

This poem is a message. About paying our dues and accepting the clouds that brings the silver lining.