Life goes on...

Speaking of death and telling a tale of life
As I walk through the pasture of shadows, not seeing a corner of light

The imaginary line that directs fate
The path to the gates of love
The faultiness of hope that dies
As my soul becomes the color of this elegant dov e

My life looks down as I see crooked smiles
Laughter overwhelms as my development is ponderous
Jovial is the way they see my grave
Calamitous is the way they see my life

God that blesses all
So calm as I weep
A hand that grabs me as I fall
Into a hole so black and deep

The grass that grows green
The ground that sods brown
The chirping of birds as they sing
The bugs that crawl and are round

I understand as this story is perennial
Never to reap, never to sow
Life shows a disrupt in how I wish
A soul that prays for me a safe way home

Many languages to explicate me
As I understand the language of life
So blind that these beings show me
A sight that disarray my path to death


For so as this soothing sound obeys one command
That never speaks loud
A whisper that only humans pass
A rumor that never touch the ground

These cold voices of hatred continues to teach my mind
A lesson in which we never seem to learn
As pain destroys my heart in the face of time
A rose that is the color of fire that burns

Life changes
For an angel that tries to live
For a person that tries to die
So as my soul is killed due to short time

For so as past becomes the future
As babies becomes a star soon
As the moons cries a light
The beautiful color is blue

Few chose for my death
Other tell of my life
One control my fate
One control my time

Innocence is what I seek
As I walk a path that is blackened and wrong
Yet the melody of the violin
Plays a sound as my life just goes on.