Strife

I walk in the plains of life And seen the countless strife A war that comes within Stings and gives off pain. So long ago I’d seen Behold it is in sight again All foundations which seems so strong Mingle in with the bygones’ song. Oh, laughter’s thrown with lavish joy Are now in prisoned in a place nowhere But to give a sweet decoy May let it rise from everywhere. Arise o laughter’s from thy sleep Turn this dreary world to life Not sorrow nor a grief May my soul at end may reap.