The Looking Glass: A Short Poem About Life
I thought life was made of stones,
When they said it is hard,
I thought life was a king,
When they said it is cruel,
I thought life was a dream,
When they said it is short,
I thought life was a candy,
When they said it is sweet,
I thought life was a diamond,
When they said it is precious,
No matter what I thought about life,
No matter what I heard them say,
I never knew what life was?
Is that we who make of life?
Or is that life making itself thus?
Is it we who make the glass?
Or is it the glass which makes us?
When they said it is hard,
I thought life was a king,
When they said it is cruel,
I thought life was a dream,
When they said it is short,
I thought life was a candy,
When they said it is sweet,
I thought life was a diamond,
When they said it is precious,
No matter what I thought about life,
No matter what I heard them say,
I never knew what life was?
Is that we who make of life?
Or is that life making itself thus?
Is it we who make the glass?
Or is it the glass which makes us?
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