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.