PurposeA Poem by FreedomIsAMustWoke up one morning and this is where my head was
A Legacy?
Remember me not but render me understanding presently I awake, I am here Complexity' Opportunity faintly knocks at every angel conceivable Faintly' Purpose becomes agenda Is purpose here? Is purpose there? I must find purpose Tirelessly ' Distracted by worldly influences I give into the wants placed upon me Vanity' Queries arise about existence My being' Your being Control or Illusion' Right or Wrong These Things I Ponder
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