Stranger's Strange Question

I was walking by the dark
A man appeared, in front of me
I was afraid but before I shook
He asked me “what is life”

I was blank, I tired to think
Life is…umm it’s….
I was trying to think but before I knew
He was gone

It took me long time to think
I searched for a meaning
But that was so limited to it
I looked into the sky
There was nothing but some smiling stars
I looked into the water, no answers, but I saw life

I thought what I was living was life
But then I searched
Even something we can’t see has life
Bacteria and virus that doesn’t even exist 
Without the help of some man made devices

I was desperate to find the answer 
For the stranger’s strange question
And it’s funny that I wrote about it
Its even worse that I still don’t know what it is
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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