Do not live perplexed and vexed
For it is always too very late
To think about life but of sorrow and pain,
To tread on life of aim, and to tread soft lane.
Leave behind all worries and all pains; live carefree
Live to rejoice, live to be free
From all that binds and fitters as the time;
In time create heaven, the untold rhyme.
Bad times are but a time of choice
To raise but true unchained voice
To set right all that is blight
At the end of the tunnel to behold light.
Sadness is fake, life is a thing of beauty,
Plant seeds until all is solved as duty;
And then sing life as truth, given to enjoy
With heartfelt love and soulful joy.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin