1. Life in the natural looks very beautiful yet in its core lies some contents of bane
which escalates gradually till upon man it releases its stores of pain
This effect is seen over the flux of time, though slow
Should this be the life i should settle for? Oh No
2. Just like my favourite yet torn clothes I need to learn to ditch
Instead of insisting, upon the great rents to still give it a stitch
So should I finally learn to give up this ‘fatigued’ life with a sigh?
As I aver to my heart to reach for something better, even that which is ‘high’
3. I hear the sound of a better life being divulged
As if in my heart seeking to lodge
Is it one of those seemingly ‘soul-irenic’ theories?
Or it really is one which will for good sweep away my worries
4. Listening as that sweet clarion call proceeded
With its laconic presentation, yet in it seeing all I have ever needed
I won’t let this moment pass me by
For it is the savior which draws nigh