And counting

I am looking around me in the morning,

it's raining out of the window and I here glance,

and thought of many but many people,

how many lived, died or had a late night romance.

How many started a day,

that unbeknown to them they will never finish,

no matter if they are Maltese or Italian,

living in Japan or calling themselves British.

And I thought of them so eagerly,

as I imagined their yesterday and what they've gone through,

as they looked up to the skies and never but never,

thought that this would be their last sky blue.

I looked at thousands of cars,

passing by me like in a queue,

but I know the way I'm seeing them,

or imagining that their days are countable, true.

I imagined all the people shouting,

or yelling what they need in the early morning,

and with all the hurry that there is,

they have no chance to realise their life's boring.

Then I looked to the people cleaning,

roofs, gardens and the streets below,

I thank God that I am curious,

for the more I learn, the more I want to know.

I heard the sounds of people that woke up before me,

as they make their way to work, they can't stop to rumble,

and I know now so clearly,

the more I listen, the more it seems like a jungle.

I have seen men, women, children,

and for a second I just thought,

we all outlived our yesterday,

but did we really but really thank God?

For no matter what cycle you take,

no path through that pilgrimage,

I might be the Alchemist in life,

but after all I am His image.

And he is blessing me every morning,

with the rays of sun or the drops of rain,

and I know that there might be another tomorrow,

but it will never ever be the same.

So live, love, lovely and truly,

try it as if no one ever tried it before,

for you might know that death is coming,

but you might not be prepared for that knock on the door.

You might have richness, money and glory,

but remember nothing of which you will ever take,

when the Hour comes looking for you,

to take you to God sitting by the Heaven's lake.

So what you do today,

make sure you'll look at it tomorrow,

with head up high, chest up front,

for then it will be your yesterday and if you only want without sorrow.

Live life helping others,

and not trying to be the best,

for the dark shadow will be waiting,

and in peace if so, they won't allow you to rest.

You might not believe in hell and heaven,

or that the Below is the contrary of the Above,

but rest assure that your eyes will one day see it,

that there is only ONE GOD and He's full of love.

So mark my words and look at your actions,

and on others leave no scar, no bruise,

for one day you'll be called to answer,

and according to what today you choose, you will then win or lose.

JV

XVII.III.XI