LYRIC FOR SALE

By Samba Gainde Diop

Die like everything and everyone that ever existed so I'm sitting in this chair asking myself what's life?

I do not even have recollection of all the things I did yesterday. Is everything meant to be forgotten as if our existence is only framed in the present.

I grow admiring my dad until he passes now that I'm a man still searching for answers to why we all have to go?

Is this real or a game that overpowers everything and everyone, why exist if we all have to go?

Life being a present while we're living it and promise again when we lose it .

Heaven or hell upon our conduct according to what we believe. Some believing in good others in evil both we get know and chose from.

Some to act accordingly for fear of God and the love they have for the next man while others chose to break all the rules by selling their souls to the devil for fear to struggle like the rest.

Either you were born unfortunate or a silver spoon in your mouth the process don't change, there's time you need others to make it and time you got to return the favor whether you chose to do it with your heart or not.

We were in the nil and shall return in it so we can only pray for our love ones and all the people who have contributed to make life easier.

If the opposite of life is death both present every single second, why enjoy one and fearful of the other if it's not once again one is associated with happiness while the other inspires nothing but fear and sadness.

So loving one and despising the other while accept it would be the proper attitude of an subject faced to a ruthless master leading to the ultimate question " does God care about people or what is the purpose of creating people and killing them or even why life if we all have to go?"