Life

When I was born,
It was just over dawn.
People thought I was a clown,
Though I aimed to be a crown.

As the sun rose, I became in bond
Out of it, I was not that strong.
So for help, I longed and longed
But so far, no hand still could be found.

In the evening, I found
I'd done a lot of things wrong.
By night fall, the sun went down
Yet the truth still couldn't be found.

And finally, my age beats me down
As the world spins round and round.

By Henry Cheng, 12th Mar 2009