Come face to face with fear
And let it know nothing scary is near
Like the dew on the petal
Nothing is a permanent kettle
Just as the sky casts grey gazes
Life has dull parts in its scary mazes
Sorrow is sometimes about acceptance
While sometimes you are left hanging in disturbance
Every bird has to lay eggs
Who knows when the vulture's legs
Will clasp them and run away?
Easy is no life, ever don't say
Praises escape softly one day
Dawned another with insults lay
As you carefully pave your way,
Life is a circle, pure circle
Because any direction you take
You have a tryst with destiny.