AN ARDUOUS OBLIGATION TO LIFE

Humans made the concept of purpose,

Nature didn’t,



Then why do you seek the purpose of life,

And insist on life to have one, that you shall find,

When it even doesn’t know,

What the hell it* is,

It doesn’t have the privilege to think in the first place.



But all you do is ponder upon, on and on,

and other people may propose to you, answers unknown,

and no answer will resonates with you,

until you yourself allow it to.

But do remember always,

that humans invented the concept of purpose and that of meaning too,

of which they had the privilege to and therefore they do,

which life never had, and it won’t henceforth.


it*=purpose/meaning.


AN ARDUOUS OBLIGATION TO LIFE

A poem by,

Roger Clan


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