Life they say isn’t a bed of roses
At least it has hibiscus and ixora
My troubled mind wanders far and near
My fears mounting pressure on me
This too will pass I tell myself.
She sat on a stool near the fireplace
The cold stones won’t heat an empty pot
No supper today for her family of six
Her children will have to sleep hungry again
This too will pass she tells herself.
Sometimes fear comes to build mansions
Right in our minds with devil’s sanctions
We mustn’t let him win under any condition
That is why our problems should be motivation
Because this too will pass is an attestation.
Problems will come and go when due
Life will test and torment us when due
Even people will sometimes fail us through
But we shouldn’t drown in our sorrow
Because this too will pass when due.