LIFE CONUNDRUM

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LIFE CONUNDRUM


Life begins with an intimate dance 

between two souls.  


interlocked in a tense sweaty passion 

and emotional embrace of creation: 


ending up in a nine month long 

free fall from the skies. 


Active tiny blob of tissues coils up 

in intricate twists and turns

of carefree serenade. 


leisurely mutating into a 

beautiful human embryo.  


Suddenly, a waterfall of celebratory 

noises and ululations are heard. 


word goes round and round 

because a baby was born today. 


Babies depend on instinct 

while children rely on embedded 

trust upon their mothers for survival. 


Life is always in autopilot mode 

from the very first day:


if babies and children were controllable 

mothers wouldn’t suffer and 

sweat so much. 


Life is not a choice but happens to all 

by design and marches on unabated. 


Failure unimaginable had we been 

afforded the right 

to choose at conception. 


Challenging life posts popup 

from every corner as 

age takes over. 


weather of confusing climes 

rolls above our heads 

blurring our vision. 


Season changes torment us 

with fanged fatigue as we 

stubbornly refuse to adapt. 


life drags us kicking and screaming 

and force us to climb, crawl, run, 

swim or sink through all turmoil. 


Life is a labyrinth of endless maze 

of uncharted waters:


a conundrum and melting 

pot of success and failure; 

a mix of love and hate. 


At birth, dying and the grave are 

like a tiny dot from space: 


life wrestling with life is 

the conundrum of existence. 


By design life enables us to interpret 

almost every aspect of our debilitating 

struggles to overcome and win:


but awfully let us down 

when the grave gets bigger 

than our surrounding living space. 


Life gleefully sighs at us 

as the grave opens up 

from under our feet:


suddenly in our final wink, 

we discover that life is 

a conundrum life cannot guarantee 

to guide us through its labyrinth. 


Life is a conundrum sandwiched 

between light and darkness:

the enigma of give or take. 


Our inability to catch up 

with our endless dreams 

stretching yonder the rainbow. 


Still our conundrum 

continues to gallop 

tirelessly past the 

clutches of the grave. 



Poetic Lyrics Written By: Sydney Pikelela Gutyungwa © 20 March 2020

Featured Background Song: One Way Back

From The Album: One Way Back

Smooth Jazz Artist: Paul Brown © 2016



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