BY: Earl Clarence B. Gadin
No matter how bittersweet his every step, the man's smile never fades. Throughout the day his mask never wears off, least should darkness surround him and make him fall into the abyss. It wasn't his undertaking but he still took on the challenge and got engulfed in this endless misery.
Even after that, he still couldn't get a grip between his desires and his needs. What does he truly want to begin with? Does he want to be rich, famous and surrounded by physical luxury? He alone can answer the question, yet he simply continues to drift towards the dark, sadness corrupting his restless heart. Maybe all he needs is love and someone to be with him, an ironic prospect as it's the thought of loneliness that is dragging him down. He kept thinking how everything is lost, and everything he had seemed to slowly slip away
What is this positive force that kept withing his sight an image of a beam of light whenever he closed his eyes. Where comes from, the strength that kept him singing hymns that got him up and running. Only he knows, for he alone can see life in his own view. His life is but a spectacle and after every show people will rejoice, for he did great. That everything will end in a short but blissful sigh.