A puzzling puzzle.

A puzzle. Like a maze and rubiks cube.
Something to make us think and ponder.
Making us the puzzler. The game player.
Our minds made to figure it and wander.

Questioning the solution. Like a Mystery.
One small answer leads to a big ending.
Life is filled with curves, turns, and drop-offs.
Watch your stepping, The path takes a bending.

Given no manual or solution. Looking for clues.
Finding nothing but more puzzles to search through.
Like being in the dark looking for a burning light.
Wishing for answers and still looking for a clue.

Feet tired, eyes hazy. when does the games end.
Still waiting for answers to show with questioning hope.
Like puppets we move on with the rest. No end in sight.
The path sometimes an incline, sometimes a downward slope.