Monday, February 8, 2016

The answer is life

Tell me ,

Why do the black clouds pour,
while the white ones just pass away?
Why some people stay,
while others just fade away ?
Why are the dreams calling to me
like mermaids to a pirate?
What chance can I possibly have
in this polluted uncertain climate?
What longing is this , that equals
a arid land's thirst for rain?
Where does this calm comes from,
when inside lies so much pain ?

The answer, my friend

Neither Gods nor the demons know,
One has always reap what he sow.
Life is unfair to some
but it is uncertain to all.
For no one knows what may come.
The answer lies in your heart
The answer lies in each of its beat
And below all the sacrifices and strife 
The answer is life.