What is to come? No one knows
The best thing to do is to remain full of dreams and hopes..or so I am told
How is this even possible in this world today
Suffering is timeless
And yet somehow the world goes on
Somewhere a child or an undeserving soul will die
But almost certainly the next day the sun will continue to set and rise
In the scope of life we are insignificant bodies who occupy space
Now that’s all we really have to hope for, being apart of this space for as long as we can
Then perhaps years from now we will be the new tragedies
