What is life always wonder
a script to follow and then a yonder
and its not always as it seems to be
never thought the worst of misery
Born on earth thought a jewel
then grow older for food to pule
watching them -have it all
thinking why is your life a bowl
Climbing hard to the final stair
but they push u back when sense the flair
because few are them who get to share
the power enquired by flout and snare
Failing to fit in the kingdom of greed
as life goes on you find yourself a creed
then sink back into your own world
disappointed again and covered in mould
And thats how the world has evolved
as time is elapsing the morals erode
but in spite of the limited options to chose
If you are human enough -Make love a cruse!
