Thursday, 8 August 2013

Life is uncertain - death is certain.

Why do you fear me so?
I am not here to harm you, nor scare you.
Is it because I am always here?
Wait patently, quietly for you.

He is cruel, uncertain and harsh.
You never know what he might bring
Roses and smiles.
Or darkness and tears.
He’ll treat you like a god then destroy you with one word.

I am certain. And believe me when I say that I am kind
I’ll bring you eternal  peace, amongst the chaos and pain.

He is uncertain as the wind. Cruelty is life.
I am curtain as the sun rise. A sun set Am I.

©2013 sarah patel

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