Another Moment

Another moment in a miserable existence; just a moment in time that will never be remembered not even by me.

Why am I here â?¦ what am I supposed to be doing â?¦ who am I, but an insignificant blob of genetic matter on the realm of time.

Suffering is for the soul I heard on TV today, but have I really suffered or am I just a selfish self absorbed individual.

Real suffering is happening out there in the big wide horrible world â?¦.

Hunger, torture, rape and murder are all happing as we speak as we sleep and as we stuff our greedy faces and as we weep for our own misgivings.

Unimagined suffering certainly exists for others, but me?

What of my life?