Hate the Day

The Murphy's laws and buddhism are one
The monade of life is turning around all time
When Murphy and Buddha had the truth
Hate one day and love all life with good

Hate the day if you have failed
But never forgot the errors you did
Everything what seems to be good
Can always turn to the wrong

If everybody argue you to the core
And you lose your reason and kick off the door
Some days are happy some days are not
But the life is such we make it or not?

We all don't know why are some days as worst
As others only the one who watch us knows how it is

If all life is turning to dust
And you try to search something in the past
It's no reason to commit suicide
There are another ways to decide

We all play the master's theater
We all are the actors in his hands
The actors in the deadly roles
Day by day closer to death