Sirang Basurahan

Cloaked in black with visible cracks,

Cover broken, dirt revealed.

Recall the memories that have now passed,

For to failure one seems to have yielded.

Suddenly, the good fades away, the same way health is exchanged for disease.

A once stable existence turns into a stranded ship in the middle of a cruel sea,

Known to some as an anti-allegory to the obstacles of life.

Yet it is what it is.

And just as we are forced to endure life, we endure it’s trials,

And try our best to emerge as a phoenix does from it’s ashes.

Recall the Potter magic one sees in the second coming,

Of a bird rising from the ashes.

And the picture will disappear.

Beauty is reality, a miracle now visible without the use of protective lenses.


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