The Meaning of Existence
For some, a place of blame
Seen as a crutch for the weak
A reason for their fame
The Earth given to the meek.
Man's greatest invention
Some being high in the sky
Man was a creation
What happens when we all die?
The thought saddens my heart
The everlasting God quest
More than watching Paul Blart
Let's put this question to rest.
We are only here for a short time, why worry about this stuff?
You might as well enjoy your life with friends and get out of the ruff!
This poem is about:
Our world
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