The Paradox of Life

To him this may be a wrong For you it is a song At this in the town they frown But to their king it is a crown Oh! What a beautiful lake! Ah! This is a complete fake! Here it is a terrible pain With this comes much gain Flying above is the scorpion's sting Dancing around is a wedding ring The coward has gone in to hide This soldier is fighting with pride The houses were raised in a blaze In the fields are the sheep to graze him they perceive to be mere fun But she they behold as their sun With God some put up a strife Many in Christ enjoy eternal life