What Are We Now
What is it that makes us what we are?
Is it the air, the wind or a pear.
We are only a part of life that we are produced in.
The production of life is in God's hand.
We take what God has given us and mold it into something great or something sad.
The time given to us is not a time to be sad but a time to be glad that we exist.
So what are we now you ask?
We are each our own person with a place in society with our own task.
We are what we eat so we are told.
Think about that for a minute and remember what you ate.
Remember our mind eats everything around us even when it is not food.
What are we now is it only a dream.
Copyright © William Chapman | Year Posted 2023
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