Life Is Hard But So Very Beautiful
Nothing comes on a silver platter,
No part of life is a bed of roses,
No path in life is straight,
Down we go up we go,
Maneuvering the meanders.
However I have the better word,
You can make your bed of roses,
Cleverly and sagaciously you can do it,
With prayers your problems are eased.
Life is so unfair,
We get love and love back,
Tomorrow we get heartbroken,
With tears we tear down ,
Knowing not what to do.
Our future always illuminated,
Well lit and promising,
We fall in the hand of Mr and Mrs Right,
Out love rejuvenated and strengthened,
Our God must be very clever.
Forsaken and left alone by our families,
Called names and looked down upon,
Out of our families we go,
To seek refuge and asylum,
In the hands of the strangers.
We make friends that become family,
The source of our joy and renaissance,
Gathering ideas and concepts,
Our ways of changing to the better,
The beauty part of life.
@Kipngeno Robin.
Tha Formidable Cheru.
#themonk.
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