I Never Read the Final Fine Print
No one ever disclosed life would be this hard,
I was never told disease would be my downfall-
In the deck of existence, I picked the wrong card,
for I never read the final fine print, after all.
Did I choose to come to earth and be born like this?
Was this the life I offered to take as a baby?
This illness will eventually take me to heaven’s abyss,
only then will I see the real signed decree…maybe.
In the articles that were given before I was created,
were there any short-lived demanded stipulations?
Now in the depths of pain and suffering I’m saturated,
not knowing the original documented regulations.
I guess I shall live the rest of my days in gratitude,
hoping it was the Lord who really made the call-
Try to have faith with a heartfelt positive attitude,
for I should’ve read the final fine print… after all.
February 26, 2018
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2018
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