The What if Poem

What if life is but a box of chocolate?

Where everything is sweet and soft,

Where happiness is just a pinch away.

Would I find the real meaning of joy,

In such a simple box of chocolate?

What if life is just as pretty as a pair of stilettos?

Where everything is but of glam and fashion,

Where the flash of the cameras matters most.

I wonder, will these things last for a long time,

After the clock tick at twelve midnight?

What if life is but of smiles and celebration?

Where people do not need to shed a tear.

For pain and sadness are such taboos.

Will life be beautiful and smooth?

If people will be alienated from hurt and gloom?

I wonder what will happen to me,

If life is but of merry-making and vanity?

Will I be happy at all in such kind of life?

Or will be a wanderer in a deserted land?

Like a pariah of my selfishness and pride?

I guess I am such a wretch man,

For I thought about such kind of uselessness.

I am bought for a price, saved from damnation.

I am of more worth than diamonds and rubies.

For the Precious Son of God picked me up.

Forever, I am grateful and blessed.

For Christ saved and redeemed me.

That's why life becomes more meaningful.

That's why hope paints in my sky,

No matter how gray my atmosphere will be.

I guess that's the mystery of faith.