What's the point of life and death
Sickness, love, murder, theft
The joy of birth, sorrow of loss
A sacrifice on a cross
Marriage, divorce, the love of others
If death, the cry of their mothers
Abuse, suffering, starvation, prey
From body's growing to hairs of grey
Hope and dreams drifting by
A once perfect life shattered at the blink of an eye
Nursery , jobs, retirement, school
Slavering round like a old, battered mule
Then there are creatures around us each day
Some loving, others have cruel things to say
Yet we continue our miserable life
Which could be ended with the slit of a knife
But have you every asked yourself
What's the Point?
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Literacy Footsteps
PoetryWhen I am bored I write down some random things and then I put them in here so everyone to see. If you are reading expect things from out of the blue for you to enjoy. Remember to vote, etc
