Mysterys

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Mysterys

 

 

Its a mystery how we live and breathe

A mystery how life is conceived

A mystery how an embryo

Not only lives but will breathe and grow

 

Its a mystery how the world evolved

A life long question we'll never solve

The things we're told, the way we're led

Why aren't the grass and clouds colored red?

 

Its a mystery why so far in space

There are no people, no color or no race

No one to lead, no one to follow

A reminder why some lives seem so hollow

 

Its a mystery how the human heart

Gives us life right from the start

Pumps our blood and makes us grow

Yet breaks so easy when someone lets us go

 

Its a mystery how we live and breathe

And all of life's big moments we try and seize

From the day we're born till they lay us to rest

We strive to succeed in this lifelong quest

 

Its a mystery why we would hide our tears

Along with some shame, some thoughts and some fears

Better days ahead” as they say

Try and not let pride stand in your way

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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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