Quintessence of Life

The free soul was vivacious

Always dazzling, glowing with light

But as time passed life also whirled

Good days took no time to change

That free soul was fastened to a tether

Life which was once frolicking got entangled

No option left, but to move on with the tide

 

Life did not seem to be benevolent

But was full of abomination

Even the law provided by nature

Denounced the weaker

The free soul lost in the dilemma

Why must it then, ever grow?