Everyone Is Confused Poem by Phinda Mkhonta

When you live your life as if a dark veil is set in your eyes;
Moving the journey of life not knowing what will image tomorrow,
Even an eagle cannot foresee tomorrow no matter how high it can fly and view,
Thunders of bad times strike, it ask no invitation bad thing sensitize everyone;
The smartest man does not always win in business sectors,
An intellectual does not always earn according the grade of qualification,
Not every hero acquires a golden prize for great role in the battlefield.
The world fastest runner never with the race all times,
Everyone is confused in dream and reality,
A way-ward wayside mind is not smart to reason enough to find way home,
A way-ward wayside mind is just destiny to wealth less all his life, down to the grave
Under the sun, everyone is confused