Pages from the Zany - F I L E S

An existence...
A chance to prove
A life to live
But do we live it properly?
Each moment is
A chance
An opportunity
We realize it late
And lose it to fate
We are material
To what is immaterial
And immaterial
To what is material
We lose out on
People, time and emotions
And try to gain
By nook or crook
Wealth, riches and possessions
But what did we bring to the World?
And what are we taking from it?
Nothing,
Absolutely nothing
But we leave behind
Arrogance, hatred and ruthlessness
Which could have been
Love, courage and happiness
We have made a new world
Out of corruption and destruction
A world filled with darkness
Where no way light can seep in
Is this what we want?
Is this why we exist?

Zanychild
Driving people insane as always