Leased Existence

I don't own my life 

It's like a live and lease agreement 

Any minute can be terminated 

Without any notification 

Without a chance for renewal

Plugs pull out with sudden darkness 

Into that impenetrable darkness 

We walk on our own 

Karma will decide when 

and where the tunnel will end 

And light emerge 

The light of enlightenment 

A few are given 

A life lived well 

Is believed to prevent from going to hell 

But how does one define living well?

A broad spectrum 

There is no standard formula 

There is no written script 

God given.