This Beautiful Life
So what now , in this life. This beautiful life that feeds exxagerated circumstance to the hungry . This life that smiles at the face of the gullable , swallowing the storm thrown like a wrench into a porcelain dream . So what now , in this life ,to fight for the right to belong , rainbows that extend their colors to save a breath only after you have drown . Please tell me , what now , in this beautiful life .
In this life ,we stumble like a drunk to succeed , dancing around death , miscounting blessings and cursing the air that we breathe , what now , in this beautiful life .
So what now in this life , this beautiful life. Do I dare believe the more I achieve , the walk will become smooth , or will the wind render me unworthy blowing destiny further away .
What now in this life . Is it true that we are blind to tomorrow and hope is a commodity given to the weak to make it through the day . Do we buy into faith, to cash out in the end , after all that has been lost in this life , our beautiful life .
Sabrina Young 2019©