The innocent prisoner of life !!

Life shrouded with curling smoke,
a haze covering up all hope !!
A dream lost in the wilderness,
and we realize life is not fairness !!

A cup of milk and a piece of bread,
make us run and break our head !!
It gives a job that slowly will kill,
and bruises that can never heal !!

We slowly hate what we love,
do we even remember the symbol of the dove ?
A return to innocence is by far gone,
Complexities and untruths are never shun !!


Still we live, we breathe, we move on.
is this why the Innocent baby is ever born ?
Still we talk, we eat, we sleep,
are we humans or the residue of a compost heap ?

We blame life for its ups and downs,
and are aware that we are not jesters or clowns !!
But do we ever ask how it all works?
No, cause its responsibility which we love to shirk !!

We race, we run, we try and see a better sun,
from house, to car, to relationships and even a piece of bun !!
And life moves on and the brain aspires,
It helps us move till the end of the final spire !!

A spire it is cause after it there is nothing,
the final call awaits and some realize they were rotting !!
Those who do not look back and see,
but what they lost would be floating on the sea !!

Too far away to beckon or call,
since they are high up and the dreams so small !!
Oh and life's gone, the pleasure is lost,
the final horizon covered up in frost !!

The incoherence too loud to believe,
a breath that can never relieve !!
The lightning strikes once more and the rains heavy,
life gets its prisoner and earth another succulent baby !!