It's sometimes easy, looking up
Into the distance, see the light?
Darkness descending, encompassing,tightening, strangling
Day to day, you soldier on
Life's not easy, not friendly
Are we too casual? Too easy
Are we misled? Too sure?
Wreckless abundance
Wasting our days
In search of that freedom
In search of that way?
Is it inevitable, that we
never learn, that the end
comes before we succeed?
Are we too trusting?
Never at peace, never too sure
Are we to ever get to that light?
Is this the answer, sit back and wait
Or must we forever strive?
What is the purpose, of all of this
If the light keeps on moving,
The days keep on passing
And the end is never in sight!
Salagatle!
Picture taken from Google images - no permission requested - posted in good will.
1 comment:
I really like this. And the picture too. Very cool. :)
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