A Smile Through The Winter Of Humanity

I may not have all the answer for ills, nor have I the power to set everything right

Merely a blip in the radar of consciousness, trying to find its bearing in the sea of purpose

So maybe there were times when I feel that there was never a reason visible enough for me

To tell me alive that I'm doing it good, and that it is all going to be all right in the end

The ending, ah, such majestically sweet and sorrowful it must have been to me once

When all I've seen did turn to dust and left me weeping, leering for some escapism

Slitting my wrists in agony as I traded one pain for another and another in jest

And how it's still very much too near the experience for me, oh frailty begotten

If so then maybe there is such a time of darkness and cold that envelops the collective conscious

To make me believe that Humanity is merely but a very big family, replete with our ups and downs

And for the umpteenth time I have tried to explain it all to me, and to us all, for what I've seen by me

That maybe this darkness may well be a nuclear winter for the lack of better word, but how we're still so young!

Oh Humanity, we are indeed still young and foolish, and our world is bigger and gets bigger still

When come millennia they would make us old, and wiser perchance, but lest we did forget

That we are but a part of a greater whole, destined to wield this wheel of the world by God

And here be but a gift, a present on my part, of a smile for a moment and a moment for a smile...

THE SIGN OF SHAIRO

KL

2013