Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Life

Life's a charade
Questions that need answering
Answers...that are omnipresent
But which of them need answering?

Life's a game
Players it has many
Plays are also plenty
But playing isn't the role of many.

Life's a stage
Mere puppets we are
God's the puppeteer
Without strings, nothing more, we are.

Life's a bitch
And then we die
Tell me, my friend...
Why do we, live a lie?

2 comments:

Jupiter said...

Bravo."..playin isnt the role of many..".i agree."..why do we, live a lie?.." dunno.i guess escape.
wow these questions are deep.love the poem.*thumbs up*

Hawtshop said...

'Life's a bitch
And then we die
Tell me, my friend...
Why do we, live a lie?'

im sorry but i simply dont see the purpose of these lines...
they are totally unoriginal and absolutely cliched

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