Clear to us, ambiguous to them <br />Rough for us, smooth for them <br />It is done by clowns, you do it and make me cry <br />How could it be so deep, but now to them it's plain <br />Age is nothing but a number, but they remember and it makes them sad <br /> <br />Strong to them, flexible and durable to us <br />Cold to them, the wind blows hot here <br />Life is short and long to all of us, but we see it wide and narrow as we measure on our own separately. <br /> <br />Now I wonder if it is a fight among us <br />or life just gives this course at will <br />so we can let it peace as it feeds on our confusion <br /> <br />Celebrating victory after episodes of war <br />only to come back again to say the trophy was bronze <br />and to them it was gold. <br />Now does this life deserve a prize at the cost of us and gain to God for all the glory?<br /><br />yewande adedokun<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/right-to-us-wrong-to-them/
