Life
Life is one big race
With people from every place
They show off and try to face
Every new challenge in a fast pace
They start off the great chase
They disappear without a trace
There’s only one winner at any case
In the end, it’s one big race!
And the world isn’t great
With lost hopes and a harsh fate
We’ll live our lives at any rate
Death is nothing but a new state
Sore eyes look but it’s very late
You’re only a human and you took the bait
You were easily seduced by a demon, it’s what we hate
You offered yourself on a golden plate!
Heartless people with no care
Not even a pity, it’s not fair
Keeping to themselves, they never share
Sitting in the dark corners with a soulless stare
Acting like we’re innocent but we all dare
Hiding away in a secret lair
We can’t change who we are with a style or hair
But the sweet kind hearts are always rare
Copyright © Medo Sarwat | Year Posted 2009
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