THE HYPOCRISY OF BEING HUMAN

CHAPTER TWO; Hope

I escaped death, too many scars on my feet and heart,

Went on top on the mountain to talk to God and be optimistic about life...

After hours and hours of reminiscing and meditating,

God and I had a conversation about seconds chances, we both agreed for a changed..

Came down from the mountain and headed straight to the shrine to communicate with the gods and asked them about their own perspective about life,

The gave me woods, asked me for a light and said to me,

Life will gamble with your existence,

It will cheat you, manipulate you and blame you for falling for it traps,

As you come to me, beware of what you unfold,

Haven't you heard that told?

Misfortune has befallen on me,

My heart is rotten and old,

My melodies are weak and cold.

I was not like this, you know,

The world made me this way,

Life have been cruel to me,

My heart is heavy,

My heart is broken,

And broken people do not mend,

The scars on my skin,

I drown myself in my own tears,

Falls like rain,

When will these roses bloom?

I keep trying but I can't reach for my mother,

All hopes are lost,

I will soon be forgotten,

The sky is a friend to all but not mine..

Life is beautiful but I do not have a clue .

You can't run from it, there is no escaping

But make a living out of life,

Accept the pain

So when the deal is done,

You will have a better place to lay your troubles,

A bed of roses to lay on..