Jungle Of Life

There is a jungle of which we live in,
a jungle in which we have survived.
It's not as easy as we thought.
But, we have made it here.

We live this life that we are given.
We should thank God that we're alive.
This war that we've constantly fought.
I am the overseer.

Why do we fight?
Why do we sing?
Why should we do anything?

Why do we cry?
Why do we hope?
Because, it's what we have.

We have a hope.
We have a dream
that we will live in harmony.
It's foolish,yes, but yet we live.
How? It is a mystery.

A fickle light, it's gentle beam.
Everyone will have a family.
Everyone has something to believe.
Our suffering is history.

This jungle in which we live
is part of our strife.
Everone has something to give.
This jungle in which we live is life.