Life's test is of how one can deal
with the tragic loss with which one must feel.
Though tragedy strikes, in the end,
All one really needs is a friend.
But alone, to misery one is bound,
though one may search, no hope is found.
No will to live, no one to care,
this is how the lonely fare.
But this tragic fate is not the end
There is a way for one's soul to mend.
with all the hate, the push and shove,
All this world needs is love.
