Alike a moving picture that we watch,
Life itself is a movie full of scenes.
That in every actions, paces, and frames,
And in every adventures and events,
A film rolling, in real and in reel
The hurting truth we all witness and feel.
A movie starts, showing names on the screen,
Of the film outfit and the actors playing.
We come to life and to our parents we’re born,
Given a name we use from birth until grown.
The picture runs when the projector’s on,
As we come to life upon conception.
As the story unfolds, there are some twists,
Like as we grow, there are perplexities,
At all times we turn to our Creator,
And the film’s guided by its director.
Life is like a movie with scantiness,
An envious friend who cares and later betray,
A lover, a paramour, and a foe,
Furnishing a share to life or to a play.
The protagonist’s fighting to survive,
Amidst the tragic occurrence he fights,
And in an entertaining scene he laughs,
And cry in sorrows or when one departs.
Life is like a movie that starts and ends,
And at all times the protagonist fends.
