Why am I here anyways?

August 27, 2011
By Gurupreet Singh BRONZE, Jersey City, New Jersey
Gurupreet Singh BRONZE, Jersey City, New Jersey
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> Why am I here anyways?
> And why do we get so many rainy days?
> Man I'd like to know why
> Who's behind this ? He must be sly
> I grow impatient so I lie
> I lie now to reep benefit
> But if it's not me that I'm proud to admit
> How can I ever be happy as these years pass and my candles lit.
> I blow the candles another year passed by
> Maybe I'll give life a different try
> So I dream at night and begin to fly
> But I wake up and go to school
> Boy do I feel like a fool
> All I see is evil faces and so much drama in their faces.
> Everywhere I see all these different races
> So who's to say is superior?
> If I have a say, we're all inferior
> What counts in real is your interior
> The judge is omnipotent invisibly
> There's a reason why we're here so miserably
> Not for you to be prince of the palace or gather a gold lump.
> In the end you'll only be a pile of slump
> So who cares what they think?
> This whole thing it's one big link
> What will count is if your heart was clean
> So don't you wish bad or be so mean
> All this material will be gone
> Guess what's left at the final dawn?
> Your heart is and all your deeds
> So plant your life and be a good seed
> At the end you should've grown to heaven
> But because of what you did you won't get that lucky number 7.

The author's comments:
What inspired me to write this poem is the infamous question we all face in our lifetime... Why are we here?

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