Why You Were Born

Ever wonder why you are here?
Your non existence generates fear.
How'd you get this body, this life,
While millions suffer in strife?

Meaning is so illusive,
Answers aren't very conclusive.
Some notions might be comforting,
From a faith lessening suffering.

Buddhists believe you see,
That you'll always be able to be.
Honoring insight, reason, not myth
A suitable mindset to live with.

Your beliefs will be torn,
But don't be forlorn.
Rebirth is the term gurus use,
That religious Westerners confuse.

Simply like rocks, trees and seas,
Fooled by mythic gods you like to please.
Fourteen billion light years across,
When will this universe exhaust?

One hundred billion have lived here before.
Sizeable number, too big to ignore.
Your uniqueness is a matter for mirth,
Helping others is what challenges our earth.

If artificial intelligence can be conscious,
The future of humankind is dauntless.
Combining humans and matter expands thinking,
Our world will no longer be shrinking.

We are all only one,
Under this wondrous sun.
Just a speck of carbon I guess,
Nothing more, nothing less.

If your goal is to find nature's order,
Seeking meaning surely is broader.
When you discover the inner you,
You'll know exactly what to do.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Hassall Avatar
December 17, 2024 at 3:44 AM
I love this poem. Poetry can do so many things and this one really made me think as I read and processed your words. Thanks for sharing, this is awesome!
Carber Avatar
August 15, 2018 at 8:18 AM
You have put so many ideas here, that I can only address a few. Here is some of what I've come to believe in the 47 years since I almost drowned and had an NDE:life is not meaningless as honest atheists think, but has so much meaning that even the prophets and mystics only get a small portion, like grasping a handful of sand on a beach;re-incarnation and karma are probable; and AI will not solve our problems because human nature is in essence broken/flawed/sinful/unknowing--take your pick.
Gaul Avatar
August 15, 2018 at 9:19 AM
I see by your comments that you have a lot to add to this line of thinking. Maybe a poem of your own. It is an important goal of poetry to initiate thought and open the reader to new ideas. Thank you so much for your insights and remarks.
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