This Life, This Me Poem by Syed Karim

This Life, This Me



One day this life, this me and all the fun
Will come to an end, I will be done
Where will I go, do I know
Where did I come from
Or Randy, Rosey, and Tom
Where was I before my birth
Collected lots of memories on this Earth
Would I take them when I die
Or leave them on the meadow and the sky
Does life end as we travel through back hole
What happens to all memories and soul
Mind body and soul are put together
By the Cosmic force, I gather
It only transforms, nothing is destroyed
Is eternity for forever or just a void
Is this where and how it ends
When you die, nothing remains
Wish I knew all the answers before I passed on
I wonder what was the purpose, why was I born.

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