Wishes to travel round the world,
But a life time won't be enough,
As bodies yearn to return to dust,
Ash to ash, bones shall return to the earth crust,
Sprits shall ascend to the creator,
While soul remain restless in search for the final call,
A little part has been explored,
What we saw is what we have seen and is what we shall see just like the up and down movement of the seesaw,
People searching for happiness like a pebble lost in the mist of rocks,
Others search for perfection not knowing it can only be found in the dictionary, if you doubt ask God,
Men trying to find their purpose so they spend so much time on the drawing board,
Wise men raising castles on river shores,
Tides and waves shall rise and you castle will fall down like Jericho's wall,
I see men chasing after gold and silver rather than a good name placed in the great halls.
©deryl4
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