Throw a dice and I will tell you what life is
Its outcome is like life’s randomness
Utterly cruel and unfair sometimes
Sweet and pleasant at other times
Life is so fickle
A blink is too long a time for its fickleness
They say nothing is constant except change
I say life’s flickering loyalty throws change off the change charts
Life is cruel and wicked
But we all get our fair share of its pleasantness and sweetness
Like Batman’s two face
We get to experience both its side
To what end is life’s randomness then?
Will it hurt if it was just straight with us?
Why drive us up the hill of happiness
And then throw us down to the filth of sorrow?
We live in constant fear of life’s randomness
In that fear, we actually live
For if life was straight and plain
Our lives would be void and meaningless.