Life has so many ways of surprising us
And so many ways of showing us our path
Why,
As easily as a snap of one's fingers
Masks fall off
Revealing the disgusting faces of pretentious friends!
As easily as flowers do sway in the winds
Tricky ventures are revealed
Exposing how hideous are those
Who made themselves seen as being so virtuous!
Yet, somehow, the invading notes of my own whims
Forbid me to be bothered
Rather, they do bid me to centre my attention
Solely on those mystical clouds
There where angels sing and play all day
While finding the time, nevertheless,
To watch out for us!
Why, humans, when inhabited by jealousy
Or by negativity
Or by the need to harm
So as to feel good about themselves
Have features so distorted
That only those mirrors in their homes,
Mirrors which they have bewitched
Can convince them that they are made
Of beauty and grace
As it has never been seen
On Earth!
Why, life shall keep surprising us
And I, mere lover of the higher powers
Do choose to keep my palms open
To see what more shall they thrust upon me
To test the strength of my love!
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