What do we know of life and death
   ands time and love
when all we truly have is this moment
   how does tomorrow
      ever become today
         and what happened yesterday
       ten years ago
    is no closer or farther away
than the last syllable echoing in our heads

so what is time other than an illusion
   and a thief
     and a liar

do we breath in just to exhale
or is there something more important
to the function of our lungs
is there something more than oxygen
we need floating in the air
something that is as easy
and important to give
as it is to take and receive

Is the secret to this life
we so often abuse and neglect...

is the meaning to it all

so simple that
it is so horribly cliché

And with what great arrogance
we let our egos
crown ourselves intelligent
and place more worth
on our wants and greeds
than any other living thing
and then like a vicious virus
spread like a plague
and destroy anything that is in our way

we are smart enough
to see the end coming
but somehow lack the wisdom
and courage to change our ways

out with the good
double down on the bad

So what do we know of life and death
   and time and love
     as we long for immortality
        in our deaths
     some existential heaven
    of an afterlife
  a divine blessing
of unending love

yet waste this moment
   waiting for tomorrow
      to become today