Life is a puzzle hidden away
that has to be searched, sorted, and arranged
yet what lies ahead is unknown.
We move about in a maze of uncertainties
unsure of what the ‘moro’ may reveal.
Good, bad and evil we embrace it all
Believing in our heart of hearts
It’s what destiny holds in store for us,
and we’re to receive it as babies
who receive breast milk from it’s mother.
Like blind fools we grope,
In the darkness of life
Toss’n and toiling
for a light to guide our path.
Till we’re at the end of the road,
and have no choice but to go home
where we’ll find eternal rest
but where is this home?