Samsara

No one will find the joy here
No one will hold back a tear
We live, we suffer, we die
Perhaps that thought is not a lie

We mourn for ashes and bones
We cry for burried under carved stones
Thought their lives were not yet done
Not knowing, they’re lucky, they’re gone

They won’t think with vicious again
They won’t have to strive hard for oxygen
While the rest of us, enduring the wars
Just waiting for the peace from our stars

Like everyone relies from the written past
But the truth is it will not last
It will all be forgotten by us
But this agony, when will it pass?

Sooner, someone will have an answer
But for now, its rhetorical, we somber
Soon, inequality will cease and life will turn
But for now, we battle, we burn

The reason we hate life to conceive
The reason serenity of an oasis can’t achieve
And change is not an option
There’s no chance but oblivion

Maybe we’ll learn to forget swords
Maybe we’ll leave the other words
For ignorance is better than knowledge
As it contradicts the sinner’s pledge

We’re all sinners it’s why we battle
We’re all losers though we can’t beetle
In this samsara, no one will find the way out
The rebirth is our hope, no one affords to doubt

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