Someday we shall tell a tragic tale
of all of yester
years pain and sorrow
For today is only a distent memory of yest
erdays tomorrow.
Are we victims of the circumstances,
Or survivors of life’s trauma.
I guess that depends on you’re perspective
Of life’s neverending drama.
Tragedy happens to everyone
in one form or another,
There is no way to run away,
from life there simply is no cover.
From life’s muck and mire, you must
just wade on through it,
How in the end it will affect you,
often depends on how you view it.
Are we victims of the circumstances,
Or survivors of life’s trauma.
I guess that depends on you’re perspective
Of life’s neverending drama.
Tragedy happens to everyone
in one form or another,
There is no way to run away,
from life there simply is no cover.
From life’s muck and mire, you must
just wade on through it,
How in the end it will affect you,
often depends on how you view it.
my lil poetic Hodgepodge 