WHISPERS

WHISPERS

The one thing I've learned about happiness
It will never last pretending you're not you.
Somehow, someway the truth will arise
And all that you hide will show through.

Sooner or later, one way or another
Something in your life seems wrong.
You go to bed unhappy and awake the same
Repeating life's mistakes too long.

One day, to yourself, you begin to question
Is this who I am and wish to be?
How will I choose to live the rest of my life
Till the angel of death comes for me?

Most people wish to be at peace with God,
Oneself, and those we love.
Frequently taking a look at our past
Praying for guidance from above.

Thank heaven for the whispers from the heart
Which remind us that evil has its voice too.
It's always a battle amid right and wrong
As we ponder and perform what we do.

By Tom Zart