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Life? Tragedy mixed with blessing

byDebbie©

Life seems complex, a journey of our own fate?
A simplicity in it’s self, one that we complicate?

Is life what we make it or a spiraling chain of events?
Or perhaps it is like a blank book with no contents?

Are we the pen, a medium; writing our own destiny?
Flip the coin of fortune, get what you are given, you see?

A twisted, gnarly, narrow path will you walk down?
Or find the easy, path with silver spoon and crown?

Give a thought to others. Their lives filled with despair
Others happy, lonely, angry, ravaged by irrational fear

A girl, pregnant, scared, waiting for an abortion
Opinion? Murder, a miracle ending in termination?

Perhaps not, maybe the young girl is afraid of failing
An unwanted child, it’s mother unable of providing

An artists best work proudly hung in an art gallery
Talent painted on canvas for all to enjoy and see

Years pass the framed work, admired by many
The artists work never forgotten, seen plenty

The hoodlum from a gang, making his first mark
Alone, armed with a grudge, gunning in the park

Watching his victim, stalking his defenseless prey
He copes on the violent streets, strong in his way

A miracle child born to a loving couple, once childless
Knowing in their hearts that God does exist and bless

Embracing the child, raising him with love and charity
Watching him grow and develop into a man of integrity

Hollywood star, shining bright, famous, well known
Depressed, found dead, stark naked, brains blown

A sad ending to a short life, a star extinguished forever
Choices, decisions, some give up: choose not to endeavor

Young man, disabled, runs with difficulty but also pride
He runs a marathon, able athletes matching his stride

Reaching the finish line his hard earned ultimate goal
His fight and struggle against the odds warms my soul

A homeless woman dressed in rags, clutching her baby
Crooning, lovingly singing a beautiful soothing lullaby

She begs for money, not for her but to feed the infant
Strangers pass, ignoring her, of course no harm meant

The badly abused child grows up, challenging his past
Making his way in the world, denying the runes cast

Becoming an important man, a world leader in our midst
Bringing to our world strength to peacefully co exist

Life is what we make it, I wish to impart a little something
Reach for goals, be honest and true, hear the birds sing

Notice others, a random act of kindness often multiplies
Be the best you can, damn the rest, be good and wise

Life? A tragedy mixed with blessing, turn your life around
Peace, serenity, mixed with harmony, what a great sound

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