IN HIS EYES

 

Isn’t it weird how things don’t seem to be changing each day but when you turn your head and look back, everything seems different! It was just yesterday you took your first breath by crying. Today you are a man, with pain in your eyes and beards on your chin! Tomorrow you might find yourself lowered into the darkness of an abyss. Every man has a dead end, a point in life when his greatest of strength and IQ wellness has no meaning. A time when he shutters down and wail in disguise.

 

On the verge of death no man sees the meaningfulness of life. He bears no pleasure. He measures life on a sad scale and each value it presents makes him bitter. He knows very well that no treasure can buy him time. He has always believed in hope, that his forefathers are watching over him, that his ancestors will never forsake him. Has he not chosen to bare their names? He has grown up listening to the cock crow and watch the sun giving birth to a new day.

 

He has chosen to walk down the roads of life barefoot. Has he not been told that they are dusty and bumpy? That every step is painful and unbearable? But he understands that he can’t stop moving! He just has to replace the replaceable and manage the irreplaceable cause his mechanic of hope is in no  other man or Pope, but in his very owner, his God and maker!

 

He wants to live his life to the fullest! To travel across the land, sail and fly across all the seven seas. He has found it funny that just when he chooses to give up or even to die, he realizes that he has not even started living! He has chosen to dream!

 

Man can only be free and happy in his thoughts. Meditation it is. Listening to ones inner self. Back to back moments flowing in mind, days you were not ashamed of who you are, when you played Les Mangelepa with great pleasure cause every beat made your feet magical. 

He knows very well that failure is indeed an orphan and success has many parents. The sun shines above all it favors no man. Some look at it with smiles while some find no joy in it. But man never needs joy as much as worth. He strives to be happy. But joy doesn't birth worth? 

A reason is all cause he knows that in the very end something must kill him! 

@abu_king