fallen

do what all there is to do, and what counts
for there’s a so called mysterious way in life
that turn things around with a flash unaware
keep all that you love close to you always
one never knows when darkness will fill
every bit of your life and suck it dry dead

for the almighty some people are so fond of
hope for a miracle you will, but no wait for it
because if there is such a greatness in the universe
he  would not let a 2 year old go fatherless
nor should shorten the lives of people
with no apparent reason. and strike ruthlessly.

when all the benefits are of his doing and his glory
and the not so lucky ones would get the feedback
of mysterious ways and unexplained phenomenon
forced to live with it, forced to accept it, forced to worship

it is still hard for me to swallow the news
it is still painful for me to remember things
when remembering is not about reminiscing anymore
but remembrance of lost loved ones, things undone.
“hit me! hit me! why so serious?”