Life

So often can dark times be misused Ever so often we find ourselves intertwine between Yet we find ways to not be accused From a world so vast we can only live within Sadly, its only with age we can understand Age to build experience to somehow finally… see Those of things when young could not comprehend To digest for one’s mind for humanity to be It isn’t just how we can know sooner Simply life is life simply To look for the worst and hope for the better Simply if not judgmentally How I have travelled so far To come to this day for today To be baffled by things bizarre An age less am I not a yesterday? If life is good will you pursuit If life being bad do you discontinue? Times with both did we not overrule? Is there even life for once we knew?