The world is fast, and I am drifted
to the flow  to where it wants me to go
Where I lose myself in what it has to offer
Where I lose myself to what I have to do
But I should know better.
Amidst the chaos
surrounding myself and my thoughts
I steal the hands of time
and ponder.
I realize the world is big.
I realize the world is sad.
I am but a particle
in this world of sands.
The world gives, and I take.
There seems to be endless things to do.
Until now, I never understood.
And now I'm suspended in this make-believe world
without time,
I ask myself,
Then what?

Then what?
I always dreamed.
And I dreamed for who I wanted to become.
What I wanted to do.
But never in my life,
Have I been lost in the woods.
I dreamed of reaching the sun
But the pavement I would always follow
And lost I have finally seen
the trek of tomorrow.

And if I finally feel the burning rays
I have been once again cursed.
"Then what?", my soul questions
And I found no answer.
I was molded by the hands of the world
who gave me what I needed to do
But sometimes, I have to break free
And think what I really want to.

How important is reaching the sun?
Of course it is everything to me,
but I realize the world is big.
I realize the world is sad.
And it is not just about me.
How important is reaching the sun?
I ask myself once again,
And I found my purpose of trekking the trails
I shared the sun to the populace.

And when I did, I understood,
the world is big, as it is beautiful.
The sun I thought was mine alone,
is much more meaningful with everyone else.

Then what?

I guess I shall never be free,
of the question that follows my every lead.
But instead I think of this as a challenge,
than a curse I need to unfollow.

I returned the hands of time and seconds ticked,
too many things to do
too many goals to reach
But in the end we're still
particles in the sand.
The Then What Curse,
is a Then What Challenge
And the key to winning
is to give your goals meaning.

The world is fast as it is big,
The world is sad, and in dire need.
A meaningful goal is to share our blessings;

Then what?

It is going to be a long, long ride

Then what?

It is going to be very confusing.

Then what?






It is a mystery.