The meaning of life is the process of living
All in all it`s not about giving
Or loving or liking or even creating
Or even, my friends, a bit about mating,
For living our lives is simply a process,
We start at one side and move to our egress,
And all the while we think we are learning
And in being good a place we are earning
In heaven above controlled by a being
Supposedly godly, loving and knowing.
But this isn`t true,
It`s just an illusion,
Life is my birth,
And death it`s conclusion,
All that lies in the middle,
Is just a necessity,
Of playing our roles,
To death from nativity.
|
|
