Life Is Unpredictable, But Stop Not Breathing Poem by ngawa tenpa

When the sky above you is grey

The earth beneath your feet unsteady

And there before you no direction

Stop not marching forward.


When friend turns into foe

Fact into fake

Freedom into fear

And peace into pain

Stop not keeping your head high.





When the time is short

The road long

And the loss large

Stop not digging up your memories.



When the night is lonely

The day annoying

And life unpredictable

Stop not breathing.