You keep on asking as if we’re blessed.
There are no answers for us to digest.
Man has no insight to the meaning of life.
It’s futile and destructive to even try.
Think about anything that comes in your head.
Then never forget one day you’ll be dead.
It’s hardly surprising that no one is sane.
The drugs and the booze the lies and the pain.
The reason for living is not found in a book.
It’s like having a dream but you never wake up.
It can’t be explained by sight or sound.
It’s magnificent and godlike, immense and profound.
It’s short and sweet it’s bitter and pure.
It offers you thrills but gives you no cure.
It’s bloody and quaint it’s violent and cruel.
It pretends to be saint but acts like a fool.
It rises in many and renders you weak.
It causes such heartache it’s coy and discrete.
It knows you will suffer before you give in…
It’s cunning and stunning and determined to win.
It shines like an angel it oozes with joy.
It’s willing and able to kill and destroy.
It moves off in silence then strikes like a snake.
God help all the ones who lie in its wake.
It’s confusing and baron and incredibly wise.
It’s intrusive and Aaron it laughs and it cries.
It pretends to be clean, when in fact it infects.
It’s rude and obscene and hard to detect.
It always reacts and never forgets.
It retains all its strength from the ones it protects.
It creates then dictates then destroys all that’s good.
It debates and dilates and feeds off your blood.
It’s rigid and torrid corrupt and in sane.
It thrives on emotion like anger and pain.
It lurks like a virus it’s patient and calm.
It’s willing and able with swagger and charm.
It comes out of nowhere with fire and gust.
It’s heartless and cold it’s bold and robust.
Nothing on earth can stand in its way.
It flatters and shatters and batters its prey.
So before you ask what’s the meaning of life.
Just remember my friend we’re dumb and so blind …
We’re specs on this earth of no consequence
We’re meaningless parasites an insignificance!