Its a play on words
This poem in a nutshell
Talks about life events
Yet doesn't explain them.

It will ask the questions
No one knows the answers
Brings up the issues
That hit at the core.

This poem is a mockery
Just as life is ironic
You think you got it
Then it knocks you down.

You suffer in silence
I scream out to the world
Yet I'm just a face
In a crowd of victims.

Don't you get it?
We are all lost
All broken inside
It's useless to deny.

You ask, should I care?
Yes! To heal your pain
You must reach out
Love those around you.

The joy and peace
From loving others
Begins at the soul
Spreads throughout all.

Slowly, but surely
You will see, feel
The healing inside of you.
And you will wonder.

'How can this be?'
Will be on your mind.
'The act of love I gave freely
Ended up curing me?'

Life is an ironic thing
Poems, a play on words,
God's love is forever,
Holy love redeems all.