What now is the essence of us?
If both Sheep and Shepherd will eventually blow away like dust
For what purpose and which cause
Do we fight? If everything will later be worthless like rust
I grieve deep down my soul
When I see vanity lovers living to show
My heart freezes like snow
When I see folks glow in the darkness I know
Things that make them laugh, wet my eyes
For tomorrow, I know not where my fate lies
This minute I am hale and hearty, strong and alive
But the next one does not guaranty that I am not put on my back to lie
So I'm scared of the day; I do not know what fate it brings
For under sunlight, I've seen people dissappear and miss
Fearfully, in the night I sleep
My only hope comes when the alarm rings
Sunrise comes; in laughter do folks wine and dine
In their midst lies
A celebrated ignorance of what is coming with the tide
I am like an observer of truth in a group of lies
The truth?
That this grasp they hold onto is loose
And the bleak picture they see fades off so soon
But to paint for them the big picture is to tell the truth
The truth hurts, so I keep my mouth mute
Do I join in the dance or tear the drum?
Oh my! What a conundrum
All I ever feel is the fear my mind creates
I weep like a toddler up late
But with the light of the day
My fears alleviate, my tears evaporate
So, with pain, I weep unto the Creator and ask
Why the creation? If forever can't be said of the task
Or at least by chance
May we live forever? Nothing more I ask
But this for sure I'm certain
That when our ''uncertainty'' becomes the certain
And death closes in like the drawing of a curtain
Both fine and ugly, six feet under, shall rotten
So, I'd rather live at a better pace
My good deeds I'll ever face
The bad ones I'll rather change
For this life I can never change.
