Life's Sketch
Life is but an artwork,
Sketch of the creator's handiwork
But life is at all times unfair
Unlike some see it a funfair.
Knowing our actions being the pencil
And our inactions like silent counsel
But we choose to live it our way
Regardless of what happens everyday.
When one frets his hour upon life stage,
Time moves unconcerned at par with age
Without a moment pause for a sigh
But others could go on with hopes so high.
Certainly, the choice of friend
Could give one's life a miserable end.
But our lives a meaning could give
If we know in which action should we live
Then our life's sketch needs nothing of an eraser
And our choices would make everyone go wonder
Knowing our life has been a flawless sketch
But nothing compared to a wretch.
Copyright © Majesty Etsey | Year Posted 2016
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