Life's Tale

What is life really about, if anything Arising from the laws of physic curse Life is either a meaningless accident sling 0perating in a creating universe Or great plan experiment rehearse Life suggests that its future is not known Life is the embodiment of self·ish·ness 'Cause it is for itself in two ways shown For its own survival, none·the·less For its own reproduction express Life is as yet too unstable pur·vey·or Undeveloped for it to be the doom Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets its hour upon life bloom And is heard no more once deep in earth's tomb In it will gather the dead life seeds But if life is just a journey to the tomb It will spread in infinite space needs For the next big universal boom And sprout from another ce·les·tial womb