Life Is Beautiful

Why do we drown ourselves in a sea of sorrow Working relentlessly to create a better tomorrow! Why is this soil so barren, why do the children no longer play here Why are the villagers so lost, not wanting to learn more or stay near The materialistic world we all see today so longingly Will be someone else’s playground, when the dark ages come slowly Our work is not done, Unless we have made our future generations secure Doing our routine work suddenly tends to be a big bore Just as the waves on the ocean front splash carelessly rushing towards the shore Our generation is rushing to our respective jobs, not leaving unturned any chore But like a sudden current could change the course of the waves, Mishaps could turn our lives choppy and we are suddenly left to brave – The misery of what we could not provide for our own stays with us, While the pompous lifestyle we used to live could suddenly seem forlorn, Oh! Pray for us