Oh! This life, such a tug of war,
light one way, and dark another
a world without, and one within
a love for life, thrown into the din

Fuelled by rage, passed down by seed
each' folly a son of his own greed
circling our lives, is the smiling crow
the same end for all, yet a long way to go

The silent river, stands as ever trial
whispers in our ears, cant watch us burn
dreams of beauty, marred by actions vile
regret is no friend, yet it misses not its turn

He who laughs last, laughs not again
Venged by time, that healer of pain
Scars heal not, wail though in vain
A love lost for life, is a hate in gain

Dance you can but all for naught
for life had and has not been caught
it slips and slides, and plays the con
when all is said and done, life goes on..

Once upon a time, long long ago
God sat on his throne completely bored
Mouth opened wide, he gave a big yawn
and thought to himself, This world is a chore!

Calmly he pondered how he could bring
some sparkle into man's livelihood
He looked around his heavenly lair
and his eye fell on a piece of wood

He held it close and started chipping away
what he wanted he knew not yet
The magic of night, the splendor of day
He added them all, from every which where

Some spice, some sugar, some ocean's waves
a hint of mischief, and all the world's cares
He rolled it all in, and then bound it tight
He had before him, a girl shining bright

She smiled, she laughed, she was free
the apple of his eye, a woman to be
her beauty put even the moon to shame
but she often wondered, from whence she came...