by JB Nuique
Whether we hold a garden
Or a graveyard within,
It is us who surely know
The beauty of our sorrow.
Whether our love is a cure,
Or a curse among the pure,
It is us who can truly decide
To pick a challenging side.
Whether we will follow the light
Or the darkness in our sight,
It is us who can finally choose
A life that we will never lose.
Whether we will make the solution
Or the problem of our generation,
It is within us where the power lie
To be selfish or not before we die.
Last updated October 25, 2016