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.