Sometimes events change your perception.
They are heavy and solid, made of coal;
Launched into your guts
And before you even know what hit you,
You fall. Into mixtures of negativity and bad omen,
Feeling lost and broken, unsure where to go,
Or what to do next
But soon enough you feel a change,
A higher morality. Enhancing your true spirit,
Into accepting this cannon ball of suffering
The real you will find its way out
Seeking the world’s inner glory
Bringing your peace and satisfaction to life.