Sole Purpose

Some might argue their existence is for God
or that we are merely skeletal structures
wispy frames of hair and skin
dangling on a vicarious cliff known as free will

diurnally when I rise from slumber
I first glance at my clock; I invariably check the time
how much time is left
for our existence is within billions
majorly unknown to most all humans
and at the end of the day, 7 billion people have experienced this day a different way

it troubles me to dwell on such inconceivable thoughts
that maybe I will never be the fairest
that maybe I will never be preeminent
that maybe I will never be optimal
that conceivably I am ordinary
as undistinguished as cracks running up a speckled brick wall
vines seeping through the crevices
screaming at their chance of life as well

maybe I am selfsame to the bacteria surrounding the handle of my refrigerator
and maybe my purpose is to live a life of joy
then simply die.
my flesh will deteriorate into the earth that I came from
for heaven is merely a delusion of desperation
bellows of disregarded hopes
abstracted to escape reality
the brutal verisimilitude existence on earth gives us

we live, also we die

for it is easy, and unembellished

Reviews

[Randy]

This is a very good write. I won't rate it because I don't believe I a qualified to judge others but I will point out what I like. I like it all especially "and at the end of the day, 7 billion people have experienced this day a different way " it is mind blowing how many people are living their own lives unaware that everyone else is just trying to do the same.