As I sat down, I close
my eyes and try to feel the world
I remember how I
cried when been conceived into this world
I wept with joy
that I was free for what I had no idea about
I had all one
could ever thing of… love, care and support
But all this
seems like a mere imagination
Nothing seems to
be working out as earlier anticipated
I content myself
when I look at life around me
I see people that
are wealthy some with problems within
Some having men
of the underworld as guest
Taking all their
life expense within a twinkling of an eye
I see an average man having only what keeps him and his family alive
They are content
with what they have even if it’s not enough
Praying that
someday the sun will shine again
I see a poor man
with no hope of having anything except the cloth he is putting on
If he can have a sound square meal for the day, life business goes on
He eats whatever
he sees and believes as long as there is life
That there will
always be hope for a better tomorrow
An insane man had
the world to himself
He’s not bothered
about what happens around him
He accepts
whatever he feels or sees and he is the happiest of all man
I thought of man’s
real purpose in life
Because no matter
how hard we work or how rich or poor we are
We are going to
pass by this world but once
And leave all
what we have struggled for eternity
But what then is
life really about I keep wondering?
Now I see its
earthly meaning doesn’t count
Since we all are
strangers in a strange world
But we have been
assured of eternal rest after death
With Christ Jesus
who is above in the heavens
Where there is no
pain, struggling, hardship, hatred and death
Where only our
decisions and motives can put things right
But it will only
be in our heart and soul that life will still go on
That is putting
our treasures where it is really worth
With God our author who is the beginner and the finisher of our fate
