And there you have to stay.
If you don’t, then you’ll go astray,
All you have to do is pray.
And then God will take your care,
Do good deeds and always share,
And it won’t even take any fare,
Do good, let go of the bad,
It will do nothing but make you sad.
Evil will surround you
With darkness and dust,
All you have to do is trust.
Do good you must,
“Thank me for what I have given you,”
I can assure you really,
It’s not a fraud,
Be on the right path,
And there you have to stay,
If you don’t, then you’ll get astray.
With a melancholic smile on my lips,
Gave a heartrending laugh,
Flicked off a tear, and remembered those times.
I saw her, the creature of supreme magnificence,
Coming down the stairs, lit with lamps.
Her auburn hair piled into an elaborate bun,
Her face, aglow with rouge, lipstick on her full lips,
Her alluring gown of white lace, trailing behind her,
Every man's eyes on her possessing self,
But she took my hand, we danced all night,
And someone snapped a photograph,
Preserving the scene - forever
Then I remembered, when she died in my arms,
She died when the robbers shot her down,
And took away her crystal wedding ring I had given her.
Blood stained her white dress as I screamed her name, and she silently smiled,
Life ebbed away from her, when I kissed her brow.
Her alluring brown eyes closed - forever.
I hugged the photograph to my heart weeping,
And she, smiling near my heart.
Alas all that remained was a photograph.
And then I’ve closed the book
As I pass through these stages
It’s time I took a closer look
At the stars that glow with bright cheerful light
At the winds that whisper and sing in delight
At the water that flows, at the birds that soar
At the amenities we have, yet we ask for more
The world is a page that’s yours to fill
With your heart’s deepest desires
The world is parchment and you are the quill
Fly as high as you can, then soar higher
For perfection is a myth, it doesn’t exist
Do your best and be proud of what’s done
For once you open your eyes and see through the mist
You realize the world is but your reflection
And so see a world where we still discover
Mirth wherever there is sorrow
And whenever we fall, we always recover
For there is always the hope of tomorrow
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