Which Way to Go

The first time we opened our eyes
We were blinded by the sun’s rays
We did not know what we wanted
But we took everything for granted
 
No one knew that this light is temporary
We couldn’t ask anyone contemporary
As no one could tell us or be our guide
Essential questions remained on the side.

We take life as we see it, without explanation
Everyone left alone to act upon his inclination
Many people are pretending to know more
Showing others the “way to heaven’s door”
 
Who would know? Even smart ones pretend too
Let them believe that they know a thing or two
The truth is, there are questions we do not ask
We eat and sleep and try to do our daily task.
 
Many think about what happens after this life
But no one asks any question, even to his wife
As long as there is food, pleasure, and so-called gain
The sun is still here to give us strength and lift our pain
 
Man’s choice is to ignore himself and listen to the dark
Or, deep inside, stay calm until he finds his own spark
Only then can he decide which way to go, alone 
Listen to his fears or follow the light of his own
 
Copyright 2012 Emile Tubiana