I was once a child, only all of me
Although in a big family
Everything seemed nice, all so good
Peace was a given, with no time to brood
My life was so very carefree
I was as happiest then as I could be
Then as life unfolded, time passed by
And I began to ponder why
I was tested time and again
Faith in God was challenged by pain
Friends came and easily went
I realised life is both straight and bent
Still very far from mid-life
I tasted the bitterness of strife
Ambition, greed, and yes ire
At times set lives on fire
Life now seemed far from easy
Relationships could be very queasy
Nearly five decades on this earth
I am still not sure of my worth
Am I only my body or also a good soul?
What else adds to make me whole?
Is happiness something I get to choose
Even if someone lets all hell loose?
I believe life is an unending quest
For answers of all sorts, till I finally rest
Each one has his own cards to play
That we do our best, we can only pray
It seems there is no right or wrong
Those who wish to sing make life a song
Those who wish to sing make life a song
- 7th August 2015
