The Answer To Life- Poem by Rebecca Wood
The Answer To Life
I wrote this poem out of anger and confusion of what our society has become. My anger comes from the absence of justice when it is needed. My confusion comes from seeing criminals, murderes, and thieves living on high grounds while good natured people struggle to keep there head above water. This is my output on my own questioning.
What is life
Is it a breath
Is it a wife
Why can life be so short
Is it because we rush until we're done
Or is it how we are judged by the court
Why are some rich in life and some poor
Is it because we're pretty in just the right city
Or is it because we went through the wrong door
Why do some care for others while some don't at all
Were they just ment to love with all they have
Or do they hate because no one was there when they'd fall
Why do some take their life before their time
Is it because they have nothing to live for
Or they have nothing to live with, not even a dime
What is the meaning of life
Is it to live and die
Or to do what's right and hope to survive
If you are reading this to find an answer
Well, I have one....
There is none.
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