Where are we?
On this tiny planet
In a million galaxies
With no end to it?

What are we?
Spirit or flesh
A corporate mongrel
Or a fledgling in a crèche

What is our purpose?
Why do we live?
To take all we can?
Or be of service and give?

What do we serve?
In this life given us?
The almighty dollar
Or something greater than us?

What will they remember
When your name is spoken of?
A bitter, broken heart
Or a soul full of love?

Is is important?
What does it mean?
This life we are given
May Not be what it seems


June 23,2016