Why
The oldest question there is...why are we here?
Some will look to God...and rely solely on prayer.
Reality is perception...we find what we seek.
There are two types of people in this world...the strong and the weak.
The weak will always follow...the strong will always lead.
The strong will be the first to fight...and always the first to bleed.
The weak will play it safe...and take the beaten path.
The end will come for both...now lets do the math.
What type of person are you...whom do you choose to be?
We all have a choice...forge our own path or just simply agree.
I've made my choice...I know who I am.
My choice is for strength...I'll write my own program.
Now back to this old question...why are we here?
Please lean in close...and lend me your ears.
I've figured it out...from all I've been through.
You are all here for me...and I am here for all of you.
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2020
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