As the day light streaks across his window,
A present reality is revealed,
Life strong challenges,
That reveals her limitations,
He took a walk down town,
Like before when all things tempt.

No more is he charmed,
The old old glory is fading away,
Like beauty of that young damsel,
In her early prime,
When nature knocks at the door,
The sparkling smiles and shining skin,
All is history,
Age, wrinkles has come to stay,
Until life is bid farewell.

But until his last breath,
In his heart proposed he never to fear,
Though life itself is a mess,
Not always what it seems,
If he could foresee the future,
Maybe he should have been happy.

Knowledge is deceitful,
Like the chameleon,
The wise sometimes fails,
Amid the struggles of man,
He chose to brood on hope and not fear,
He no more turn in and brood,
On life bitter mystery.

Though mankind has failed,
The door of mercy is never shut,
Could we turn aside and seek for Him,
He whose name is true,
Full of life and light,
Perhaps the miseries of man shall cease,
And their inequities pardoned.

Many though may feel uneasy,
Deep down their hearts,
There is no such a belief on God,
Does it matter?
His heart is certain,
Whether or not they believe,
There is one up above,
The supreme being of the universe,
The cure to all mankind's miseries,
And all the pains that plunged her to mourn.