I often ponder life's biggest questions But what's the point? There's no worth testing Hopelessness often meets despair I can't even begin to care Intellectualism is in my name Surely I am without a blame
For who lives life Without a single care For how Or where Or when Or why They came about
I once met a man Who told me son Life can be lived simply If you consider it fun But I responded solely Only in my head Life is no fun Unless checked by reasoning's hand
The life unexamined Socrates once said, Is a life not worth living And he put it to bed For what man Who calls himself a man Can honestly live a day Without caring where he might lay On the fated day He departs upon tomorrow