A few thougths

Is it so wrong to feel much for the people? So when I want to help to such an extent where I feel hopeless, will the people be able to reciprocate the same love and authenticity that I show and truly mean. I look at myself in the mirror with no concrete identity, no sure future, and seeing that I have forgotten what I strive for, what I live for, what I find true meaning, what I am inspired by, what I am willing to die for, what I love. The self-portrait that I can paint myself is good-willed person who attempted to make an impact, all alone OR just fit comfortably in society and worry about my business. Unclear impact or guaranteed comfortableness. The uncertainty has its consequences but one is the greatest: Doubt. Doubt is the gateway for that guaranteed comfortableness. Doubt disallows potential. Doubt restrains risks. Doubt is not to be taken as a synonymous with uncertainty, it is a product. It is a product if you personally manufacture it. If there is uncertainty you have the power and decision to doubt or not. The only way you do not manufacture doubt is by having faith. So this uncertainty I have, you might have, there must be belief to be greater than imagined to be.



SHOULD I DIE BEFORE MY TIME

Should I die before my time
Give a rose to my mother
Confirm to her that she raised a great son
Acknowledge my father
Remind him of the great advices given to his son
Should I die before my time
Let it be at the rise rather than the peak

Walked through the Valley of Death
Not by myself
Many heard my words
Plenty read my words
Masses seen my works
Few knew my hurt
One knows my heart

Even in Fiasco, Travesty, Misfortune
There is an incredible will
To not fear Death
For a split-second, the world stands still
Not far from my crest
I can see myself as a martyr
That sight to take, there is nothing harder

I am a medic with a possible cure
But succeeding makes me unsure
I don’t want them to get a fix
Of hopeless hope
I am not a magician, no tricks
Reality is all I know
To Think: Failure to the tomb, Sin in the womb

Should I die before my time
To die without warning
Let me tell my world
That there will be no mourning
Let my passing be Joyous
Forget my Death
Remember all the previous breaths
Should I die before my time