To Be Human? Poem by Sam Cumpston

Human,
What is it to be human?
Is it to have a heart and lungs?
Or is it to have a soul?
To feel pain and anguish,
Love and hate,
Sorrow and happiness,
Greatness and depression....?
To have a soul and feelings,
Or to be here for nothing?
Do we have a common purpose,
or are we here for different reasons?

Is it your purpose to speak or to listen?
Is it to work or to sit back?
What is the purpose of humans?
Are we the only ones in the universe?
Are we alone?
What are the answers to these questions?
And will they tell us, what it truely means,
To be Human?