For most of our conscious life, we wonder why everything happens the way it all happened. It might be positive or negative, no certainty until it happens.
Controlling every action driving every passion;
Forging every drive way, causing all roadblock;
Crafting memories we hold dear;
And those we wished we never had;
It's limit, way past our 'mazement can behold;
It's decree, way stronger than our muscles could contend;
Casting us into a generous state of uncertainty.
Having had to live life, bestowed just hope to bear,
And prayers to pray, and faith to cheer.
We now hold, but scars from pain we never certained;
We keep getting whacked. Yet to master uncertainty;
They say; that's life, experience keeps getting the glory;
Sadly, experience never gets its full of mischief ;
And continues on till the final, total demise;
We are in fact close to never existing anymore.
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