Search For Purpose
A thing learned called perception
Perhaps a relative concept
Something not conceived at conception
Since at that point i was inept
Now clear yet blindingly vague
My vision of this purpose
But for some direction i beg
Not that of a compass
Admittedly life can get complex
Thousands of people for no one
Questions that continue to perplex
"Does truth come as a bullet from a gun"
No that's a bit too dark
One must avoid such thoughts
Though it would make a mark
There's too much noise from those gunshots
Now i've lost my reason
That should have been expected
It must just be that season
When i feel i've left something neglected
Copyright © Casper Chubs | Year Posted 2012
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