Happiness
For which we pay the highest of all prices
Whatever shall have happened in previous times is forgotten
What is to come has yet to be named
Sadness
For which we fight with our eyes and our hearts
Our eyes which hold the pain in our hearts
What is in our hearts is shown in our eyes
Our eyes are known to be the windows to the soul
Anger
For which can be the strongest of our emotions
Whatever shall have plauged our thoughts and our minds
What is to be shown by our eyes
The fire that burns ever so fiercely in our hearts
Emotions show us and the world many things
Yet do they serve us a purpose?
What good do they cause us,
Yet what evil do they create?