We live to die
What a world
We grow old to die
What a world
At a young age we die
What a world
The rich die
What a world
The poor die
What a world
We loose our loved ones
Agony and bitterness in our hearts
With the hope that we see again
In the resurrection day
A beautiful "resurrection world"
What if there's no resurrection day?
What if there's no hope to unite us again?
What if we just die to perish?
What if we just die and vanish?
What if the poor died for nothing?
Then the rich lived for something
What if there's no other world?
That death is just the end
What is the essence of life?
What is the true definition of life?
Who can tell me the story?
Life is a mystery
Mystery Of Life
Christopher Okereke
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 03/26/2024
Poet's note: This poem tries to understand the meaning of life. What is the actual purpose of life?
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Poem topics: beautiful, death, young, mystery, story, true, essence, live, definition, perish, hope, poor, Valentine's Day, life, resurrection, world, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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