a call to surrender

wouldn't it be great if i had everything i need?
wouldn't it be grand if my wishes were granted?
wouldn't it be nice if things always worked out
just the way i would have wanted them to be?

wouldn't it be good if everyone was a friend?
wouldn't it be better if people just care?
wouldn't it be cool if friends are always there?
wouldn't it be? wouldn't it be?

i guess, there are things in life i never will understand
yet i seek to know, to grasp, to comprehend
i know deep inside life isn't easy, nor isn't it fair
but why do i still hope that things will get better?

today, the work just seem so easy,
i even think this too shall pass away
a longing, a feeling, a hungering of spirit
a never ending search for meaning
the end of the beginning

if this is all there is to life
i guess it has never been worth it
if this is all there is to hope
i guess everything has been in vain

i could say with a deep anger & sorrow
that it would just have been good
if there was no tomorrow
but could i really deny it?

so what do i do?
do i just sit and wait for eternity
or do i seek opportunities work
to serve, to love, to sacrifice...

the call is not easy...
the call is to die...
the call is not for one's self
the call is for others to be helped
the call requires life
it also requires death
it requires suffering
it requires everything...

how much have i surrendered?
how much have i offered?
how much am i willing to give?
how much i am willing to receive?

can i take it?
can i drink the cup?
can i carry the cross?
can i deny myself?
CAN I?