The Mystery of Life
"The Mystery of Life"
Living in this world is full of mystery,
Some lived the fullest, some in misery,
It's because we're not born equally,
That's how we're created differently.
God made and gave us life purposively,
Some questioned out of curiosity,
Others wanted answers immediately,
It's up for us to discover apparently,
Being rich or poor is not a destiny,
It's a choice anyone can fulfill freely,
You can be rich someday, gradually,
And be forever poor intentionally.
Dreaming is the first step actually,
Fulfilling gives hindrances occasionally,
Achieving success is not that easy,
If attained, the prize is really worthy.
Having tough time fighting courageously,
Gives million of reasons to stand firmly,
It leads to a brighter future surely,
That's how God plans perfectly.
RLA2016
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