Life Is Knife

Life brings knife to our dreams Injecting us with pains and dooms For in it resides sorrows Enclosing us in death rows. In sadness we curse the day thou came our ways O! Life! Why art thou so cruel? In pains we announce the departure of our wards O! Life why art thou so cruel? In tears we bury innocent babies Stinging death like venom of bees O! Life why art thou so cruel? How do we narrate the story of the wretched grey hair Our old die out of a heavy heart Thou knocked down the poor orphan Now oppressed by the rich man In tears he bemoans his existence For life has stabbed him with knife In depression we gnash our teeth Consistently confronted, with a struggle,  Oceans of tear, simultaneously juggle.  Though it's short, some live it like no other.  For some it's short but they never bother.  Like everything else, it will end and we all shall one day say goodbye.