Our Fate
What shall we do with the time we’ve wasted
For the friends we loved and those we hated
What will become of those laughter we cast
Those moments are gone and lost to the past
What shall we do with the hardships we shared
The sorrow we braved and the tears that we shed
What will become of the memories that haunt
The bad deeds we did to the people we affront
What shall come in the morning of the days
Of those who remember our purpose and ways
What will they say on our sorrow and pain
After greed and plunder that brought us to shame
After all, we are just drifting on our fate
With the good and bad writings on our slate
Let frustration and guilt rot and decay
Those are past that makes who you are today
Copyright © Jonathan Medida | Year Posted 2014
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