The Quest For Meaning
This creature we are,
flesh, spirit, and mind.
Along with a brain,
a curious kind.
We want a good job,
and a lovely mate.
The life that we get,
will come down to fate.
Riding the trolley,
every day at nine.
With good perspective,
your life will be fine.
We fight with the fears,
and live with the tears.
date: 4/30/23
contest: "Up to 20 lines"
sponsor: Sotto Poet
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