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This world, this existence, this reality, remains so shaky
That living here seems to be like a stay inside an eggshell!
Why, from the uncertainty of the actual moment
To the dramatic shadows looming above the future
Living in the mundane plane remains so fragile!

Lives get lost within a flick of the eyelids
Empires crumble within seconds
Seas turn into swirling whirlwinds without our consent
And disaster strikes as it wills!

Pray, like a poet holding on to her inspirational pen
I cling on to faith and the promises of it
So as to be able to muster up enough strength
To play the game of life as it has been set out for me!

Why, if only the programmer of this game 
Would have shown himself to me
If only he would have awarded bonus points to me
Allowing me to cross the levels of life through secret passages
And reach the end of it safely, I would have been serene
Knowing that, that which lies after remains soothing!

But then, I can't help it, 
Alive am I, having been birthed in this plane
Alive, surely, for a cause, a more selfless one
Apart from my own ego feeding one!

While I do live, out of compulsion, I do choose wisely
While I do live, I do choose to forgive, to love
To smile, to share, to heal, to accept, to swallow my pride
To pretend even and of course, to give
Yes, to give, to give everything that I can to those who need it!

Pray, our existence remains so shatterable
Lines and cracks can appear on our life monitors without any notice
While playing our games, virus and malware can attack us
As the power lines allowing us to be can easily be cut off!

Pray, in such a brittle environment, it remains useless
To walk around, with ego and resentment weighing on us
As, eggshells cannot be re-assembled after they fall from their shelves!

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