Crisis

Eyes opened despite your soul's asleep,

To usual tasks; to smile before you sweep.

Is there more to life before you say monotonous?

Could life favor us if we're more courteous?

To count or to account, to be or be more, 

Are we to be stuck, a wound or a sore?

You look at the mirror and ask to the person you see.

But it's really the person, who asks who you'll be.

Reviews

[Patricia Stephmore]

A short yet a pleasant poem....I had a good time reading it...
Eye's open despite your soul's asleep...
It makes me think of the living dead somehow..... I don't mean zombies of course but people who go through life as it is...not
wanting change.... Just like the dead , very dull

Is there more to life before you say monotonous?
Yes there is, on every turn and on every way something new comes up. Life has a lot of surprises for us.
And my favorite
"You look at the mirror and ask to the person you see
But it's really the person who asks you who you'll be."
Very well written

[Monster ^.^]

Thank you very much for the review!