Purpose

Sometimes I wonder

What's the purpose of our lives

Why are we born

As humans not some other being

Even better, why in this world

Not some different realm altogether;

Why all this fight

Just to survive

All these struggle

All these wishes and dreams

Love and family

What is it really

That we want to strive

What is the purpose of all this

When we know

That we'll have to leave all this behind

As every single being came with an expiry date

Attached to their fate

When they'll have to depart

To a place unknown to all beings

Even after knowing all this

Why can't we live in peace

With harmony

Leaving all these frivolous things

Where all that matters

Is Fulfilling this unknown purpose

In preparation of departing to another expedition.