LIfe
I created myself, found nothing in my creation,
I’m not saying I know better, lost in concentration,
I accepted the beauty of a woman,
Yet was happy in her condemnation,
I accepted life’s struggle, tried to grow strong,
Everyday, every moment, I struggled with something I did wrong,
I gave up on my search for wisdom,
To remember where I came from,
Now I don’t have any more answers,
My mind is eased with less to think and to mention,
I no longer see life’s banality,
As a void in life’s creation,
And I ask you now, good reader,
Does any word strike a chord,
For we are all equal looking forward,
And life is our reward.
