Mosaic of Life
Mosaic hanging on the wall
Colours and shapes against a background hue
Are we all not just mosaiacs?
Our memories of thing we knew
And dreams that will or won’t come true
Are we all not just mosaiacs?
Each being another coloured tile
A piece of life on the Earth’s brown soil
And yet, I have never seen a mosaiac
So confused and without idea
Of the possible shapes it can hold
For who has ever seen a mosaiac
That fights with itself
Just to have a claim on the tiles it has broken?
Mosaic hanging on the wall
Colours and shapes against a background hue
Are we all not just mosaiacs?
Our memories of thing we knew
And dreams that will or won’t come true
Are we all not just mosaiacs?
Each being another coloured tile
A piece of life on the Earth’s brown soil
And yet, I have never seen a mosaiac
So confused and without idea
Of the possible shapes it can hold
For who has ever seen a mosaiac
That fights with itself
Just to have a claim on the tiles it has broken?