Wow, thats real deep gary. almost depressingly deep. We do so much in life and either live a good or a bad one but even if we become grand or famous or have a glorious death...in the end it means nothing. but does it? do we know? it is one of the many great questions of life we never know till death. Don't contemplate it toooo much, it might drive you crazy. (almost did to me and my "whats the point" thoughts)

laylawolf

This is absolutely amazing, Gary! What I love about your poetry is that it's so fantastic that I read each poem at least 3 times before commenting. There are so many different ways to interpret some of your pieces that you must to really take it all in. I adore your words and how you express yourself through them. I relate in ways I could never properly explain. My point is, this poem is awesome as is all of your work... ;o)

Hey gary, just lettin u know i put our poem up, you can put it on your site too if you want, we got some good comments so far:)

Dear Gary,

We use up soooo much time trying to figure out why we are here.
Does it really matter that much?
And what if some day someone would find the ultimate truth, would that change anything?
I think that what we all should do is live our lives to the fullest and act upon our beliefs and feelings and not worry about this kind of questions.
The only real thing is love, Gary. The only thing that matters, truly matters in the end.

Take care, brave poet! I loved this one by the way!

5/5 Ingrid

This one is surely gonna be one of my favourite poems. I can imagine myself in the poem. You truly said that we keep on hunting our identity till our death. And finally we realise, Tout Passe, Tout Casse, Tout Lasse. May God bless u Gary.

I think perhaps when we finally become quite, so much more make sence... I love that you can actually write about all of this, when I try I find myself dazed and confused! (Haha) You express yourselft so clearly...