Love
for life, life is sacred,
Born
with nothing we leave naked,
Why
is sufferance an utterance of god?
As
everything is relative, we would always find fault,
Your
lot of love and suffering is given,
Taken
with thanks as the price can be high,
And
as you die your last breath is a sigh,
A
sigh of love or a sigh of despair,
Do
you care enough to follow nature’s laws?
Sometimes
written, sometimes spoken, always known,
How
you find your goodness and your definition of its sum?
To
you may not come the answer,
But
seek it you must,
For
to entrust in a fate that should be kind to you,
Can
be a hope that will not flower after your demise?
Do
not lie to yourself or hide yourself from judgement,
A
decision thats source varies as we do,
You
will do as you feel,
Can
your mind be a resource for good action?
Only
one person can make a decision,
If you learn your lesson then a fate of all of us is
closure that although remote may be attained.
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