A Life Worth Visiting…
Life is not gray; it’s all white and black
For no one bothers to take a look back
Selfish is he, his souls is dark
Hardly ever caring to ignite a spark
It’s just that they don’t care
For what’s not in their share.
Mans greed is prevalent everywhere.
The trees, the rivers, the fields, the sky…
All around shouting and screaming…
‘Why the heck should I care. For it’s not in my share.’
Gone are the days when a hero was born
To save us from the misery that has us worn
There’s no one here to save the dawn
For all I see are some devils with horns
Guns talk everywhere, be it day or night
Never hope for a savior coming in the bright moonlight
For his appearance may make you believe he is a knight
But all he may be, he’s just Lucifer is disguise
The sky is red with the blood of innocents
But then again can anyone define innocence
For everyone’s empty hollow and frail
Some may break with a flick of a nail
Coming to terms with life itself
I realized that life’s not white and black
When you searched yourself deep enough
Life’s nothing but black…….