A day in the life of LIFE

Life is a strange journey – it never prepares you for what to expect;
But it does present enough time for one to introspect;
And the thought of which links to the mad mad world,
Under the influence of which, thoughts they mold.

We all find comfort in myriad emotion:
Use somebody's emotion for solace and solution;
And when we all look back at emotions’ evolution,
It leads us back into good old introspection.

The times of joy, sharing and kinship,
Form the underlying essence of friendship:
It forms the foundation for probabilities of the future,
Which in turn enable emotions for nurture.

When things are fine, and the highways free,
Unwarranted opinions come from all and sundry;
Limited they are in the expanse of their imagination,
In others’ penury they find their emancipation!

But this is the essence of societal critic:
It forever fails to be gender agnostic,
And once the objective of the poison thought is achieved,
It moves on to other hosts on which it could feed...

After the storm comes the uneasy calm,
And we then grope for advice from the psalm;
What is the use of wisdom when it can’t be implemented?
Rejoicing are the minds that are so demented!

Abstinence appears to be the only way going forward,
An abrupt end it seems, to the graceful ballad;
How exactly it transforms we are yet to see,
But the writing on the wall is clear:“What is meant to be; is meant to be…”