We’ve been good or even too good,
To those who never deserve it,
Who never said thank you,
and some we may never even meet.
We have cared, loved, and forgiven,
Forgetting our own pain and sadness,
accepting it as life rule,
as if nature herself chose this path for us.
And yet we are left with emptiness,
a question that lingers deep within,
What is this happening? Why me?
Not in a filmy or dramatic way,
but as a silent whisper to the soul.
we start to look for answers,
to the questions that haunt the heart.
We have taught, and we always believed,
that if we do good, life will be kind.
So are we suffering because we deserve it?
Or is this pain a passage to liberation.
We must to do what is right,
Not for the worldly rewards or recognition.
Let people play their games,
even when the wind tries to shake us.
Because somewhere beyond our knowledge,
Balance returns and truth restores,
And righteousness finds its voice again,
No matter how many people, or struggles, we must face.
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