Meaning of Life
People rushing back and forth
Wondering what their lives are worth.
Getting lost in their busy lives
Hurrying home to their husbands and wives.
Unanswered questions left in the air,
Make's you wonder if they were ever there...
The most difficult question you'll ever hear
Is,
'What the hell am i doing here?'
Does anyone know the meaning of life?
Is there a purpose to survive this life?
Are we pawns in a power's game?
Is that why we're here?
Why we came?
Is there an answer to all of life's riddles?
Those big and small;
Gigantic and little.
When you die are the answers to life revealed?
Because until then,
They're concealed.
Hidden under vast,
Unusable knowledge,
Brought forth when life is abolished!!!
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