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Life!

I looked at yonder and I wondered,
O! What is life?

Children playing in parks,
Cattles grazing grass,
Birds chirping as they fly pass,
Fishes swimming in a tank; made of glass,
Bewitching yet angelic is life!

In deserts, in our beds,
In the hostile dark ocean bed,
Everywhere is life!

Some gigantic, some miniscule,
Some bizarre, some beautiful,
Astounding is this life!

Millions have wondered, millions have tried,
But couldn't find what is 'life'.
We searched the guts of living bodies,
We ripped atoms apart,
Yet we do not know what is 'life'!

I look at yonder, as I wonder,
O! What is life?

...

We fear death, we love life,
We've all wondered and appreciated it,
But yet we do no value life,
We waste it as shit!

We kill for land, for love,
We kill for power, for gold,
These tormenting stories are centuries old!

We kill for 'what we do not own',  **
We even kill for life; our own,
We kill and kill in illogical, ruthless wars,
We waste and kill, and waste and kill; life!

I looked at yonder and shook my head,
What's the fucking point of life?

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**   nobody owns anything!


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