I open my window
And breathe the fresh air
I hear the birds sing
And feel the wind through my hair
And then I know the answer to
The question I’ve been asking
That life is worth all of the pain
For the joys and the blessings
The next day I look
At the world I once knew,
Where birds were singing,
And there was freshly strewn dew.
Instead of that beautiful scene
I saw the other day
There was war outside my window
No bird was singing, not one blue jay
There was turmoil out there
Every last one of us were fighting
I looked up at the vast gray sky
And said sarcastically “That looks inviting.”
Depressed, saddened,
Disheartened and glum,
I closed my window,
And I started to run.
I ran from problems,
Decisions I hadn’t made,
I ran from my troubles
Until my life started to fade.
It was as if I was floating,
Up higher and higher,
Till I saw some golden gates,
And I heard a beautiful choir.
It was then that I knew,
That I had died,
Overwhelmed, and exhausted,
I fell down and cried.
Then God walked right up,
And on my shoulder, placed his hand,
I wiped my tears with my sleeve,
And, kindly, he ordered me to stand.
I obeyed and stood,
And he asked me with a look of despair,
“Why are you crying, my child?”
So I cleared my throat, and pulled back my hair.
I answered, “I am so confused,
How on earth did I die?
Did I get hit by a car?
Did a plane fall from the sky?”
He replied with a chuckle,
And a gentle smile,
“My child you did not die,
You’re just here for a while.”
So to pass the time
He showed me around
I was in awe when I saw the street,
Because it was gold that filled the ground.
As I took a tour of heaven,
My mouth was wide open,
Then I finally understood,
That life is a lovely token.
So to anyone who is battling,
Whether life is a waste of time,
Before you do anything drastic,
Remember this rhyme.
