Between be and meant to be
lies supposed to be and maybe.
Between people and things meant to be
lies see and things to foresee
Everything happens for a reason that beats me
with why and how things happen so abruptly.
I try to find purpose using one key
reason to help me figure out things carefully.
I try to understand people but I fail to see
beyond their motives that don’t fit me.
They keep telling me I am free to be
yet they fight me over my personal glee.
Trials often make me want to flee
from life to hide from its ugly reality.
And so I lean on hope’s bailey
to face loss and death’s misery.
I face tragic times bravely
swimming to clarity’s shore aptly.
I do and hope for mercy
but remember people are full of cruelty.
Life is an epic drama never a brevity
for it's all about purpose unraveling a mystery.
For what should be ends at what’s not meant to be
and what’s meant to be starts with two words: just be.