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Humanity; Death.


The world in itself is not rational It is right for me, but it is not right for you Themes that we see in early thought Isolation, alienation, angst, and dissolution Causes death. Spending our entire lives trying to do something Yet it still only ends in death. Spinning, spilling, sliding through the years I can’t remember what was written I thought they were promises of equality Equality? There are no certainties Except death. You are you You exist But your purpose will ultimately result in death. Other people’s perspectives They shape you Define you Again to be lost in death. There’s no absolute good or evil Just feelings…opinions Attitudes of freewill Or what was once freewill Wrong choices or right Ultimately the same outcome The ultimate price Humanity Death.
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