Life handed out to me its boons
With a smug look on its face
Choose whatever you want, it said
Choose however much you want
It’s all yours!
Liar! I blurted out
Liar! You have nothing,
You are nothing,
At least except for pain and misery
Toils and turmoil
You have nothing to give to me
Which could bring relief to my soul!
You make yourself seem to be on oasis of peace
Yet, you are a murky swamp
Inhabited by creatures conceived by evil forces
Merely to bring despair to lost souls, like me!
Why, I won’t accept any of your boons
I prefer, rather, to live while I shall have to
By choosing the path which I deem is the right one
Hoping, by doing thus,
That I shall be able to escape from your clutches!
You are mistaken, said Life
There is nothing else besides me
Choose my boons and you shall be merry
Forsake them and forever be sorry!
Pray, the love you give is false, said I
The gifts you give wear out
The trust you give relies on gullibility
The hope you give is so fickle
The youth you give rots away
The sparkle you give dies out!
No,I refuse your boons,
Sorry I shall maybe have to be,
But my sorrow, like everything else,
Shall also last only a while!