Life As Is
Life As Is
(A poem by Sal Godoij.)
What life brings or leaves
The last breath takes it all
Years, and memories
Hopes and wishes
Still I expect, still I wait
Expect what, wait for what
Reward, punishment, or justice?
Reward or punishment, yes
But Justice?
No. Certainly not justice
Alas, what is due to me, I owe it to myself
What is the consequence?
I act
The whole, the purpose, the core
Life
Do I deserve it, as is?
I live when it is my turn to live
Not before, not later
The same as death
Always on time
But why then the struggle? What's the purpose?
Aye, I grab a lamp, I seek the truth
But my sorrows are here, my fears of youth
Sorrows and fears, squatters on my heart
Alas, pain too is always present, like a shadow
Like a shadow in a bright place
Aye, I welcome life, despite all I welcome life
Life is in my heart, truth is in my heart
In the meantime
I go collecting free samples of sorrow
Free samples of fears
In the meantime
The heart knows the whole, the purpose
Aye, I grab courage, I speak the truth
Although some may think me uncouth
But the heart knows
The heart knows that life is alive
Alive behind a mask
While the mind knows it's lost
Alas, the mind knows it's lost
In the labyrinth of vanities.
