The Effort of the Moment

The Effort of the Moment

What did you do all your life?

What have you achieved?

Whom did you serve

Really some well?

Are you happy?

Are you lonesome?

On your way to heaven?

Or just straightaway to hell?

Does it really serve you right to suffer?

Does it really serve you right to be all alone?

Some may probably or definitely think so, "yeah"

Some may "karma-rize" it firsthand to each their own

Does it make any sense right now, in the end or after all?

When all that remains is a living body in an isolated room?

Does a soul sell out itself, betraying its values or principles?

Does tomorrow really becomes yesterday, "now-er", soon?

Who did you become, in your worst moments?

Who did you become in your worst despair?

Who did you do the worst punishment?

Who did you do best and did spare?

Are you aware of the light?

That travels as fast as

It used to do?

The effort 

Of that moment

Bringing you through?

Does it serve you right to suffer?

Does it serve you right to be all alone?

Does it serve anyone such self-abasement?

Does it walk abroad or does it walk you home?

When the hurt is over the sun is smiling along

When the hurt is over silence charms the air

All darkness invites the lights to sparkle

All lightness leads to tender care 

Call me sentimental

When I "fool_ish"

Rather around

Pet name me!

No matter what

Above all ground

And, to the ground

Oh, really? Right!

Okay, then I let it go

Oh, mighty mourning

Oh. Begone! In a row.

HC_Thiesgen

March 5th, 2018

10:33 PM (GMT +)