Prose - The Only Thing Left To Do
I’ve exhausted my mind
With thoughts
I no longer wish to find
The only thing left to do
Is be happy
I’ve expressed how I feel
With words
That make it all so real
The only thing left to do
Is smile
I’ve cried all I can
With tears
Even though I am a man
The only thing left to do
Is laugh
I shook my fist
At God
As his word I resist
The only thing left to do
Is kneel
How can I be good
In a world full of evil?
How can I believe
In a world so deceitful?
How can I love
In a world so hateful?
How can I believe in one
Who can be so spiteful?
It seems I have no choice
Everything is the same
I listen to my own voice
All I do is cast blame
For the failures of other
While I assume my innocence
I’ve lost my way
With the one I ask for deliverance
As my island shrinks
From the tide of bitterness
I seek higher ground
As simple as cheerfulness
All that remains
Is inner peace
As I pray to the God I admonish
And ask for all suffering to cease
