Advice To Young Men - Iv
IV.
Another I think I’ll bring up
you can’t realize right now,
your brain has not yet reached this point,
youth just will not allow
you to see what older men see,
when they’ve reached thirty-five,
that most ‘fun’ has no real meaning,
that you can’t live on 'good times.'
When the parties just seem boring,
when sex becomes routine,
when alcohol is an anchor,
you’ll wonder what it means?
What is the purpose of your life,
what are you doing here,
it’s frightening to contemplate,
when those thoughts first appear.
We’re made to seek greater meaning,
a weight that grows with time,
something that defies forever,
that’s awesome and sublime.
For most people that’s their children,
their mark on future years,
for others it’s some great project,
that says we were once here,
A book, a song, some daring feat,
accomplishment, in short,
something that speaks to those unborn,
that coming minds exhort.
It’s not something we can avoid,
our minds always fear death,
if there’s no greater meaning for us
oblivion is what’s left.
Nihilists say it’s all nothing,
a game we shouldn’t play,
their lives become a living death,
men should not live that way.
As far as we know the cosmos
are void of living things,
which means us limited humans
are the living brass ring.
Do we just them throw up our hands,
and say who gives a damn?
We’re going to die anyways,
why build something that stands?
When literally we might be
the only chance that life
expands through the meaningless void
and brings some sort of light?
That would be the greatest tragedy
to ever come to mind,
you need to grow and find purpose,
and leave something behind.
Copyright © David Welch | Year Posted 2022
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