Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Hopeless
















Why are we here?
To live and die, exist and become dust?
Is there more to life than what we see
An existence of being and disappearance.

Do we mean anything?
Do we love and care
Or hate and slander.
Callous and lonely.

Is this life one of worry about how we look?
How we dress and how we act
What we watch and what we do.
What is cool and what isn't.

There is more to this life.
Than presidential debates that appear to be reality shows
And Facebook posts that nobody cares about.
Someone has all of the answers.
Maybe some day we will too.

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