what is life you ask well I tell you what it is
it is a thing that we have its a thing that we give
it's a thing that we make and that some take away
it is given when you're born and it is taken at your grave
I've said whats in the start in the end, not in between
because that's always different like the peasant and the queen
I can tell you from my life that it can always be worse
I can also say the life you live now is not your first
you can hear what I say and decide if it's true
so when you ask "what is life" well that's all up to you
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Mr,apocalapse (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: one day i was speaking to a man about the things ive seen and the lessons i took from the things ive been through then he proceeds to ask me what life was i dold him i do not know then i wrothe this as an answer to his question
- Category: Reflection
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so many of life's component parts all so well captured and neatly wrapped in a poem .. Neville
i wanted to make people think it was an answer to the question then pull the rug out from them and and make them question if there can be an answer
I believe that one who has suffered knows more about what life truly is, and I can tell through your words that you've traversed that arena thoroughly. Well said.
i have and i appreciate that you take the time to interpret my work and give me feedback
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