I don’t see the end is near
Close up shots of my fear
Put in words, but not so clear
And I wonder, why should I rise…
Divine riots in my head
Bloody fights for a piece of bread
Books on wisdom never read
A dog-eat-dog world ahead…
An aching heart with thoughts amiss
Love is out to take a piss
Serpents whine with a louder hiss
all I need is a caring kiss…
Happiness is just so scarce
Save as much for life’s stare
Sad are stories with no end
Dark and gloomy – now a trend…
And just then I see the sun
out of darkness, on the run
though it knows its life in hours
Shines upright with a blazing gun…
you should be the best you see
so what? If the darkness falls
only then will you feel the light
if you walk through the darker walls…
If i were the sun, i feel
ill be thinking why to rise?
The night will come as the end is near
I could choose to live in fear
‘To live now is the ‘present’
and with death comes no prize’
With this thought I am clear.
