The meaning of life.

by aga   Mar 3, 2006


Why is there life?

We were made as a beautiful creation
that spread from nation to nation.
There were many people who didn't understand,
and demand.

People had a bad life,
but didn't know why,
They thought the meaning was a lie,
They started to kill,
just for thrill.

They didn't understand life was important to some people.
They took the lives,
of many wives.

People didn't know the meaning,
so they just started cleaning.
Life is very important to us,
just like a girl in a dress,

Life can be beautiful,
Life can be torn.
Life can be born,
Life can be worn.

So life can be ugly,
but sometimes life can be free,
Life can be like a tree,
Strong and spree.

Life was made for good times,
and sometimes,
Life was made for bad times,
just like a nickel and a dime.

Life is Life,
so just live it,
and remember to admit...

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