Poetry Slam: Questions

Life is fragile.
Life is weak.
Two comeplete opposites yet both completely true.
Why does one take life,
and another brings one into the world?
Why do people inflict pain to themseleves to fight sadness,
when others smile with pure joy every day?
Asking myself these questions everyday has not brought me answers,
only more questions.
Why do we exist?
What is the meaning of life?
What is true love?
Why must we wonder the earth looking for our calling,
when the answer should have been given to us from a higher power.
Why? Why? Why?
But the planet keeps spinning,
the sun still rises and the moon brings the night.
Life goes on....
leaving me with questions.


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