Am I Being Tricked Or Saved?

“Any area of my life for which I have no hope is under the influence of lie” — Bill Johnson

Reality in the imaginative omnipresent world 🎈

what’s the point of running a race,

thinking that I will be a winner in the end?

like the rabbit chilling out there

whilst tortoise with no worry in mind

what’s the point, daily running our life

In the midst of chaos, be clicking selfie nice

what’s the point of praying all night?

when there’s no angel coming past by

I be sleeping, saying “Not comfy”

while some do not wake up, not alive

Should I be grateful with blessed

good parents?

or just so worry there’s million

end up orphan

I am here Typin’ with,

less grammar mistakes

yet they go flow in life, not knowing,

“what’s a mistake?”

what’s the point?,

asking “ where do you see yourselves ?”

in the interview

life has put wild reverse card, up here

we all sittin long, cause its curfew

and flash news shout-out,

“companies bankrupt”

“ you have power over your mind, not outside events. Realize this, you will find strength” — Markus Aurelius

Life is big?

Life is so interesting,

that we search for answers

and it’s so diminishing

when over do the reactions

we humans do fight,

realizing won’t be saved

willing to stand up

On a brink of edge cliff

not being saved,

not carried away,

a stardust shining in yellow sun rays✨

“Sometimes even to live is an act of courage” — Seneca