Born to die!
And in between?
Be a child, a teenager, or even an adult
Male, female, or something in between
Sleep, eat, study, play and work
And often just more work
Love
A confusing and overrated word
Or even an end to itself?
All this interwoven with trials, difficulties
And sometimes a great deal of pain
Painkillers to shut our eyes to reality
Drugs like alcohol and hard drugs as medicine to make us cope
We go on and it goes on
What is all this for and about?
To go on and make a mark on what?
What is more important: things or people?
Questions and more questions
Some with no answers
Can we help each other?
Be kind, hold hands, enjoy our times alone and together
Who knows what is correct
At the end, it may be just up to the individual
And an attitude to it all
And perhaps after all there may be no right or wrong
At least in this human life.
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Author:
Danieloptera (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: meditations on life
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Indeed by nature's standards rights and wrongs are judged on a different scale. Nicely written
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