Men of various colours come and go. Wherefrom, whereto,who can ever know? Tourists passing through a foreign land With a sojourn no one can expand.
Why do parents bring offsprings to earth? Is it love of kids to give them birth? It's a question that needs lots of thoughts None can answer ere his body rots.
For my little mind, the Logos plays Roles that fill this world with sense and rays. We aren't cows that crawl to their sharp knives, Forced by sticks to live and end their lives.
God has endless talents which He used, Through the Logus, Whose great work transfused Empty space to fill the endless sky, And created life, and birds that fly.
Then He formed His man with talents which Could make him a master wise and rich. Logos made a logos to give life: Is that not a reason quite enough?