No excuses

There’s a song I like 

Called “la bamba”

I sing it to myself when I’m starting to get a headache in hot yoga

We’ll technically I sing it to my pain

And it generally helps

Then I started to analyze the song

And I got to figure 

We are all captains of our life

Captains of our heart

Captains of our experiences

And it is only the illusion that we are not

That lets people justify war

And other such atrocities

The illusion of there being a justification

But there are no excuses in life

There is only what you do

And what you don’t do