Once upon a time we were told
A long time before the world got old
Before hot got mixed with cold
before history books were written and their stories told
what is the meaning of life was the question to ask
The age-long unanswered task.
The one men gave time asking.
No doubt it was very tasking.
Questions like The brevity of life.
The reason why the caged bird sings.
Is there a life devoid of strife?
Is Joy the panacea to all ills?
If you can, will you choose to live forever?
The Pen and the sword, which indeed is mightier?
What fuels love, that makes it so strong and binding?
What is it about Love that’s beyond understanding?
Long, deep and hard men searched.
Trying to whet their souls: so parched.
Wanting life in its entirety
or just taking what you can without anxiety.
Quite a dilenma before us is laid.
And many are by folly waylaid.
Forgetting that Now is just a micrococus in a macrococus.
That life was before we came and will continue to be long after us