Paint Your Life Poem by Kayanja Ronald Edwin

Believing life owes you a penny
An unfair world you say
To be born out of luck
Tailing all your life
Losing control of your path
And worst, calling it fate
Because it makes you feel good

Thinking it's a world of limited resources
Don't you know?
One is all and all is one
What is lost is never really lost
But returns to us in one or many ways
For where was death comes life
That one would make three

The world owes you nothing
You paint your life on its canvas
Choosing what story to tell
With every stroke of your brush
That when you die
Your art either hangs on the hall of fame
Or torn from its frames
That they would be used again
To paint another life