Wednesday, 29 October 2014

What if?

I sometimes wonder
How it'd have been
If I was never born

There'd be a lot less
Trouble to all for sure
World'd be more at peace

But God send this soul
To add storm to the wind
A few hailstones in rain

I tried to carve my name
Upon the sturdiest rocks
But barely made scratches

Scratches with time wore
Rock surfaces smoothened
Only heroes can break rocks

So I guess its time to
Abandon my chisel
And pick sand paper

Try to rub out my marks on
Rocks, though only time can
This gives me a little peace

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