Life is a comedy

 I have heard and tried,

    That a smile can mean a cry,

        And cries can mean a cheer,

            And that life is quite queer.

Threading from left and right,

    And trying to do what's right,

    In the end, joy creeps at night,

     And so is sorrow and its feat.

Laughter has paraded its use,

    Some have gone and bemused,

        Reality hurts like thorns,

            But as long as the roses are born, 

                You can stay satire or mourn.

Life is a comedy,

That the audience has failed to see,

That darkness is needed for light,

 The stage we have called life.