The light and darkness shines a ray of grey
And before the truth is told it might be too late
What is life?
Well what do you think it is?
Is it cursing at the gods for not having your way?
Is it not being yourself because you're too afraid?
Is it hating everything because you lost the ones you love?
Is there really any point of you die anyway?
What do you think?
Is it making do much money you can pay attention?
Is it telling all your loved ones how much they mean to you?
Is it seeing homeless people and you spare change?
Is it seeing everything you want in front of your eyes?
What is life?
Is it killing opposition?
Is it hating others for a different opinion?
Is it saying you can kill people that aren't Christian?
Is it flying off the handle when somebody cuts you off?
What is life?
Is it caressing your other half?
Is it dressing up for dinner just to make her happy?
Is it splitting up the bills and deciding on chores?
Is it looking in her eyes and feeling complete?
What is life?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem