Death of Lost Souls

A poem that popped in my head.

Death is inevitable
It happens today

Death is so common
We die without say

What is the purpose
To exist or to die

Pondering "The Question"
The purpose in Life

Is it to live life to the fullest
Or to help other in strife

The events in or life
We are just planting seeds

To many die for nothing
Like lost souls that are freed.

Reviews

[Black_Rabbit]

Really captivating and well written.

[Dave M. Pitman]

Very nicely written. I really enjoyed the philosophical nature of this. Great job.